From Stray to Slay:
The STRAYZ Story 🐾
🐱 We Were Born to Hustle (for survival).
Now, We Hustle for Treats.
Once upon a time, we were rogue warriors of the streets—dodging rainstorms, outsmarting raccoons and dogs in the city of Lancaster PA, and working the “sad eyes” routine for a bite of food. It wasn’t glamorous, but it was survival. Then one day… BOOM.
Our hoomans found us, fed us, and—before they knew it—became our full-time butlers. Now? We run this place. And we’re here to share the secrets of our glow-up with you.
If you’ve got a cat (or want to be adopted by one), welcome to STRAYZ: The ultimate guide to living the spoiled cat life.
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Meet the STRAYZ Crew: Your Fluffy Mentor
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The Survivor Turned Snuggle Queen
Once upon a time, Callie’s life was anything but cozy. She came from an abusive household where she was neglected, stressed, and left to fend for herself. When we arrived to rescue her, the people simply said:
"You can go find her. We aren’t helping."
And so, we did.
Fast forward over 10 years, and Callie is now the definition of a spoiled queen. She has mastered the fine art of napping in sunbeams, indulging in gentle head pats, and keeping her hoomans wrapped around her paw. She’s a little creaky in the hips these days, but we fully believe she’s immortal (or at least, we hope she is).
Want to fund Callie’s royal lifestyle (AKA, her naps & treats)?
👉 Support STRAYZ on Venmo! 🐾💛
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Every cat crew needs a wild card, and in our house, that’s Seymour.
Seymour is the definition of “shy but secretly unhinged.”
He’s got that classic orange tabby derp energy, meaning he’s either:
1️⃣ Completely zoned out, staring into the void, OR
2️⃣ Absolutely terrorizing his sister, playing way too rough.(She still loves him, though. Probably.)
While he might be a bit of a playground bully, he’s also the biggest mama’s boy of the bunch. When it’s just him and his hooman mom, he turns into a snuggle machine—purring, kneading, and acting like he wasn’t just body-slamming his sister five minutes ago.
He might never warm up to strangers, but to his inner circle, he’s all heart (and a little mayhem).
Want to support Seymour’s string toy addiction and snuggle sessions?
👉 Send belly rub bribes via Venmo! 🐾💛
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Once upon a time in the city of Lancaster, Mama roamed the streets like she owned them. Unlike most strays, she wasn’t afraid of people—she loved a good head scratch and had that I-used-to-have-a-home energy.
Then, in November 2021, we noticed something different. Mama was looking a little… round.
Pregnant.
She vanished for two weeks, and when she finally returned—surprise!—she wasn’t alone. She had two tiny kittens in tow.
It took time (and an embarrassing number of treats), but we slowly earned their trust, rescued all three of them, and officially became a four-cat household.
She still loves the great outdoors (from the safety of a window seat), still enjoys a good pet session, and still runs this house like she’s in charge—because, let’s be honest, she is.
Want to support Mama’s queenly reign (AKA, fund her luxurious sunbathing sessions)?
👉 Send treats via Venmo! 🐾💛
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From the start, Yebba was the wild child— outside as a stray she scaled tree limbs, chased leaves, and one time fended off a small snake in our backyard!
Now inside she darts around like she’s training for the Kitty Olympics, scales furniture like a parkour pro, and launching herself at toys with zero regard for physics or personal safety.
While the other cats are napping or keeping their routine, Yebba is out there—scouting, investigating, and probably plotting something.
Yebba may be a fiery, unstoppable force, deep down, she’s just a sweet girl learning to slow down… maybe.
Want to fund Yebba’s next great adventure (or zoomies session)?