Canada's first cat museum coming to Montreal: pop-up exhibit launches next month
On the heels of the city's neighbourhood cat tours, Montreal will officially be home to Canada's first cat museum: Le Miaousée.
Le Miaousée celebrates the role of cats in society while promoting compassion, education, and community action to improve feline welfare.
Through pop-up events across Montreal, the organization aims to bring together cat lovers, artists, historians, and rescue organizations to share stories, art, and experiences that strengthen the human-cat connection.
A permanent space is planned for 2026, featuring educational and engaging exhibits on feline history, and culture.
Le Miaousée was founded by friends Aqeela Nahani and Lynn van der Valk, who met at work five years ago and quickly bonded over a shared love of cats—and a good internet meme.
That mutual passion sparked the idea for a space celebrating feline culture and community.
Expect a cozy lounge with five (or more!) adoptable rescue cats and a flexible event space for workshops, talks, and community gatherings.
A curated cat-themed boutique showcasing locally made art, gifts, and products that support the mission.
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When does Le Miaousée open?
From September 12 to 28, Le Miaousée will host Miaoutréal: The History of Montreal's Cats at 215 Rue de Castelnau Est—a pop-up exhibit a few blocks from Jarry Park and Jean Talon Market that brings its vision to life.
Visitors can explore two immersive rooms of history, art, and rescue stories, designed to evoke the charm of Montreal's iconic back alleys.
Highlights include family-friendly activities, a weekend market by Réseau Secours Animal, and a boutique featuring locally made treasures—a purr-fect preview of what's to come when the permanent museum opens in 2026.
Where is the Le Miaousée pop-up?
The exhibition runs September 12–28 at 215 Rue de Castelnau East, and the venue for the permanent museum (opening in 2026) is yet to be revealed.
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