SANTA

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

My past was cold and lonely, like the winter I was left alone in. I once had a home, but the war changed everything. I lost both my home and the people I loved. All that was left were ruined walls and empty streets where I searched for a warm place and at least some food.

I hid in basements, sometimes climbed into empty cars to wait out the nights. I was used to the cold and hunger, but not used to loneliness. All I wanted was to be close to someone again, someone who would not pass by.

And one day the military found me. I was sitting on the stairs of a ruined house, not trying to run away. They picked me up in their arms, and for the first time in a long time I felt that someone cared about me again. That's how I ended up in a shelter. Here everyone started calling me Santa, in honor of that winter, which became the beginning of a new life for me.

I am calm, gentle and love attention. I adore warm sofas and soft blankets. I also really love when people pet me and talk to me quietly.

My past was hard, but I'm ready for a new life with care, warmth and a home where I'll never be left alone again.