GRAIS

My Story

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

My house was in a small village in the Kherson region. Life was calm and wonderful, but I did not understand this until the war came to us. Literally everything changed in a few minutes. My owner disappeared, and all I had to do was hide in the basement of the house.

It was very scary from the constant shelling, but sometimes, late at night, I would leave the basement to find some leftover food or drink some water from a puddle.

But then the military entered the basement. They were shining flashlights, and I hid, thinking that they would chase me away. But instead I heard: “Hello, little one. Are you having as hard a time here as we are? We will take you away from here.” One of them carefully leaned over and extended his hand to me.

Now I live in a shelter. I have my own bowl of food again, a warm blanket and people who come to me every day. They say that I am very gentle. I purr in response, letting them know that I am grateful for everything.