FINA

My name is Fina and I am a mixed breed cat.

My rescue story is not like others. I literally decided on my own that it was time to start a new life.

One day, I just showed up at the shelter gates. Quietly, calmly, without making any unnecessary noise. I was very thin, with dull fur and a look that said more about me than any words. I didn’t beg, didn’t meow or scratch. I just sat in front of the door and looked at them, as if saying, "I've been through hell, just take me in." My past is hidden behind the silence. I can't tell you where exactly I lived before and what happened to me, but my body and eyes speak for me. 

After my first vet check, they found massive beatings on my body. Severe hematomas, various bruises and wounds. The vets said that, Thank God, everything went without fractures and severe damage to internal organs.

When the people from the shelter saw me, they didn't chase me away. They opened the doors. One of them sat down next to me and quietly said, "Well, little one, did you choose us yourself?" At that moment, for the first time in a long time, I felt welcome. I took a step forward - and this was my first step into a new life.

At the shelter, I received a beautiful name that became a symbol of my strength and my difficult path. Sometimes I woke up from sharp sounds and trembled, as if I was returning to my past again. But here I have everything I need: food, a soft place to sleep, and people who care about me.

It took me a while to learn to trust. For too long, I had to rely only on myself. But with each passing day, I understand more and more: no one will hurt me again.

I know that I am not like everyone else. People often tell me that I am special, and I probably am. I don't always run to meet first, I watch, listen and take a step when I feel "real people". 

I came to the shelter myself because I knew: it was time to find my place. And I believe that one day a home will be found for me in which I will be taught to be truly happy and loved.