Discover all Cats
Discover all the cats from YES WE CAT—and find the one that’s right for you.
Every cat in our collection has its own personality—sometimes playful, sometimes elegant, sometimes with a twinkle in its eye.
Maybe there’s a cat here that reminds you of your own.
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He didn't take over the sofa. He completed it. Without him it would just be a piece of furniture — with him it's the warmest spot in the room. That's what cats do: they move in, and suddenly everything is different. The plants look better. The light falls softer. And you know you're home — because someone is already asleep there, as if they never lived anywhere else.
In 1969, four men crossed a zebra crossing in London. The world took notice. Decades later, four cats cross the same stripes — no rehearsal, no discussion, no asking anyone's permission. The formation works anyway. Because some things just do. Because some roads are made to be crossed. And because cats have always known where they're going — even when nobody else does.
Nobody knows if the sun is rising or setting. She might know. But she won't say. She sits on the rock, the sea below her, the sky before her — and needs nothing more. No answers. No company. Only this moment, which could be beginning or end, and the perfect silence that lies between.
It was a trap. She knows that now. First the candles — suspiciously relaxing. Then the bubbles — actually quite soft. And then the rubber duck — which just sits there, saying nothing. Now she's in the bath, eyes the size of saucers, thinking. Not about how to escape. About how this was allowed to happen in the first place. Some moments change everything. This is one of them.
Meet Coco: street artist, free spirit, and quiet expert in saying big things with small gestures.
Inspired by Banksy's iconic "Balloon Girl", this piece shows a cat reaching for a red heart balloon — or letting it go. That's for you to decide.
Black on weathered concrete, one single touch of red: sometimes that's all it takes to say something that stays with you.
A lone cat sits above the rooftops of Berlin, gazing into a glowing night sky filled with stars, moonlight, and quiet wonder.
Inspired by the dreamlike beauty of Van Gogh, this artwork blends the city skyline with the peaceful mystery of a midnight moment. Warm windows below and the luminous sky above create an atmosphere of calm, longing, and gentle beauty.
A meaningful art print for cat lovers who see the quiet soul behind every feline gaze.
The coffee is there. The croissant too. The sun is out. And she sits — finding none of it particularly convincing just yet. The portrait on the wall looks exactly the same. It runs in the family.
Bonjour mon amour, says the poster. She says nothing. Not yet. Ask again in an hour.
With effortless elegance and impeccable taste, this sophisticated tuxedo cat naturally asks for only the finest: Bordeaux, s’il vous plaît.
This playful cat poster combines refined design with the irresistible humor of a feline who knows exactly what it deserves. The clean composition and aristocratic attitude make it a stylish statement piece for kitchens, dining rooms, or wine corners.
A perfect print for cat lovers who adore humor, charm, and a little feline extravagance.
Bold, playful, and full of attitude, this pop art cat poster celebrates cat love with humor and confidence.
Its retro-inspired design turns a witty phrase into a vibrant statement piece for proud cat lovers everywhere. Bright colors, playful energy, and a fearless feline create a print that is both fun and stylish.
A perfect wall art piece for anyone who wears their cat obsession with pride.
He needs no army. No fleet. No Death Star. Just that look — and you already know who's in charge.
Darth Vader shook the galaxy. Cat Vader has bigger things to attend to: your sofa, your sleep schedule, and whatever remained of your belief that you run this household. The dark side is calling. It sounds exactly like purring.
Magritte said: this is not a pipe. He meant: a painting of a pipe is not the pipe itself. What he didn't anticipate — every cat person already knows this. This is not a cat. This is a personality. A feeling. A creature that sits on your face at four in the morning and is entirely in the right to do so. Having a picture of it on your wall changes nothing. It only confirms it.
Chagall never distinguished between dream and reality — for him they were the same thing, just in different colours. This cat lives in that world. Blue over black over white, red as a whisper, yellow as a glow — and from the middle of it all: those eyes, looking out as if they've already seen everything there is to see, and still find it wondrous.
Some paintings you dream. This one dreams back.
He doesn't drink Bordeaux. He's never said so — but the way he regards the glass says it for him. Signor Nero is a Tuscan cat through and through: unhurried, convinced, and firmly of the opinion that a good Chianti needs no further explanation. He isn't waiting. He's simply sitting there — and the glass already knows what's expected of it.
The intersection outside is empty. The traffic light changes anyway. The coffee is going cold — but that doesn't matter now, because she's been looking for a while, and she'll keep looking. Not because there's something out there. But because the outside is sometimes just like that: quiet, wide, and somehow full of things you can't quite name. Hopper painted this hour. The cat knows it too.
She looks forward — but somewhere inside her the pines stand, the mist settles, the forest breathes in its oldest silence. Cats carry worlds within them that we cannot see. Forests no human has ever entered. This double exposure makes visible what every cat person has always sensed: that within this creature lives something larger than the space it occupies. Still. Deep. Entirely itself.
6:03 am. Breakfast was supposed to be served at 6:00.
Meet Luna: virtuoso of inner drama, master of the wordless accusation, and firm believer that three minutes late is a catastrophe of historic proportions.
Munch painted this moment — he just didn't know it was inspired by a cat. Now you do.
Some beings need no frame. No ornament. No colour begging for attention. This cat is black — and that is all she needs. Geometric, still, with yellow eyes that glow like two lights in a quiet night.
The Bauhaus wanted to reduce beauty to its essence. This cat has never known it any other way.
Blue was Franz Marc's colour for the masculine, the spiritual, the austere. He never painted a cat — but if he had, she would have looked like this. Angular and soft at once. Geometric and alive. Those two orange eyes burning through all that blue — steady, direct, without flinching. A cat who doesn't want to be looked at. But one that looks.