FLUFFY

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

I wasn't always homeless. Once upon a time, there was a farm. It was my world - full of warm hay, the smell of fresh bread from the kitchen and the cheerful company of cows, chickens, sheep and horses. I had my own corners, my own secret places and the feeling that I was living in the most fascinating and magical world.

But then everything changed. The "storm" came. The walls of my house collapsed, people left, the sounds of life disappeared, and in their place came silence, interrupted only by the creaking of broken beams in the wind or strong explosions.

I stayed in the place that used to be my home. Completely alone. I hunted and drank water from puddles after the rain. Days imperceptibly turned into weeks. And each night became colder than the last. And I was always waiting for something, I don’t know what exactly, but I was waiting.

One day I saw them - strangers who were carefully walking among the rubble of my former home. They were looking for animals, calling them. Without thinking, I came out from under the collapsed roof and went straight to them. One of them extended his hand to me. I just looked into his eyes, as if I spoke their language: “This is what I’ve been waiting for!”.

This is how I was saved from that "storm". In which I was so long. Now I am happy to spend time in the shelter. Here I always have the company of other cats and most importantly people. And through the window I see very familiar to me farm animals.

Everyone here says that I am very shy, but still I love companies. And I am sure that one day all my shyness will disappear when I find my family. Because this is the greatest happiness.