To look after street animals is always hard. I do this seven and half years. In these years I cried more than in all my life. I can not save everybody. Today I can not save the little kitty on the picture. She will die. Today I could not save little Julie who got killed by a dog. There at the little body I wanted to stop. I wanted to stop, to sit on the plane and go from here. This is not my country. What I am looking for here? I know if I stay in this country I will never have money. It will be hard to pay the bills or even buy a trousers. If I will stay here I will spend my money on cat food.
So why I am still here? Why I did not leave yet? The reason is the same why I want to go. The cats. I can not save all of them, but I can save some of them. Little Julie's mother is already operated, so she will have no other kitty. There will not be an other little Julie who makes me cry. It is a small steps, just a drop in the sea. But if I see the sea, it is just lot of drops, is not it? So I do not give up!
I do not give up, because my family thought to me to fight for what I believe in. My first colony, with who I begun got killed. From the 40 cats about 4 survived. I did not give up then, I will do not give u today!
I want to find the way to be a registered charity, to have my shelter, to find home for more and more cats! I hope God will help me to do that!