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Health & care

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This is Damon. Two years of waiting... Two years without a single "He is my cat." I call him an angel because despite everything he has been through, he has not lost his ability to love. When he came to us, he carried pain. We neutered him, removed the problematic eye, and treated his teeth. Little by little, everything that tormented him became a thing of the past. And then the most beautiful change happened. Not in his appearance, but in his soul. Damon no longer lives in pain. His black little body is no longer tense. Instead, he seeks a human hand, cuddles, purrs, and shows all the tenderness that has been hidden behind suffering for so long. But... for more than two years, no one has chosen him. Black cats often get left behind. And Damon waits. Patiently. Day after day. Year after year. Is there not a person who can see what we see? Not the missing eye. Not the scars. But the huge heart that is waiting to love. Let there be someone out there who will say: "Damon, it's time to go home." Internally and externally dewormed. No vaccinations yet. With excellent hygiene habits. He has lived in a small room for over a year. Not because he is "problematic," but because life has arranged itself this way. Today, Damon is 4.2 kilograms of love. Black, but sprinkled with white hairs - as if life has left its marks on him and he has accepted them. Of course, he gets along with other cats. I am looking for a person. Someone who understands that sometimes the gentlest beings are those who have waited the longest. Damon is not in a hurry. Neither am I. But I believe that somewhere there is a place where it will not be a "temporary solution," but a home.