r/manx

initially found as a stray with FIV & several infections, & now he’s much happier and healthier (with a lot more fur too lol) :)

Currently lying atop my laptop case and rubbing against my foot (I’m petting her with it too so she doesn’t feel ignored). Sweet baby 🥰

It's awesome seeing a thread with fellow Manx owners! This is Casca. She's 2 years old. Very sassy and talkative. She's basically my shadow. Anywhere I go, She's always next to my feet.

Just look at that stumpy fuck

This is my lady, Artemis. I fostered her for the humane society and then adopted her. I've owned a lot of cats and she always looked different to me. I wasn't sure if her tail was due to her birth situation or her genetics, but I've always suspected she might be part manx. I'd love your takes on it!

Here's why I think she's manx:

Long back legs

Occasional bunny hops

She's CHATTY

Super tight bond to me: she's my shadow

Her basepaws DNA test says she has a genetic mutation for a short tail

But I realize she might not be a manx. It feels weird to end up with one from the shelter.

found him as a stray but the vet said he was born without a tail/he didn’t lose it to injury. he’s pretty small since he’s also FIV+, but he’s super sweet and cuddly and also super energetic! could he be part manx?

My cat (4) has no tail at all, and im thankful he doesn’t have manx syndrome. He sometimes gets some poop butt but nothing major.

He is the most insane cat ive met, he approaches every stranger, tries to play with every cat, and yells for cuddles. Hes also dumb, clever but dumb. He taught himself how to throw things but still is scared when i turn on the ac for the summer and doesnt get that cats hissing at him means they are sick of him.

I know hes not purebreed by any chance he comes from a breeder but she didn’t use pure breed. Im unsure if his siblings share the mutation. But am i wrong for calling him a manx?

Excuse the dirty floor :)

It’s not Fish’s fault that his mom posts his butthole on the internet.

A foster fail at 5 weeks old, our 12 year old manx cat, Nubbin, was lifted from his body yesterday. He was a true manx: dog-like, affectionate, overly cuddly, an escape artist just to show he could do it. He followed us everywhere around the house, sat on the kitchen table (even if we didn’t always want him to) at every meal. He slept next to me every night without fail. Even on deaths door he wedged himself between my husband and I on the tiny vet couch.

I’m still in shock-he went to his well visit on June 5th where he was given a clean bill of health. My guess is the vaccines set something off that his immune system couldn’t handle. It was so hard to watch him suffer becoming incredibly sick and unable to eat. The choice to ease the suffering was so painful especially not knowing what was wrong. We have a five year old daughter who was finally able to snuggle and play with him to boot.

RIP nubz our little rumpy forever 💔