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I'm sorry, Biso, there is only a little left.

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Cats & Their People: Stories from Conflict Zones — Biso & Yousef (Biso is in urgent need of specialized vet care; she is declining while waiting.) Yousef is a 23-year-old Gazan at the University College of Science and Technology in Khan Younis.  Here is his story: I am currently displaced, living in a tent in Mawasi, Khan Yuni. I have 3 younger brothers, and my dear cat Biso.  We have cared for Biso throughout this war, sharing what food we had. Miraculously, she has survived shrapnel, bombings and all sorts of chaos. She is still young, only 4 years and a half. She gives us much comfort and we love her dearly.   We are really struggling right now.  So many friends, family members and community members whom I loved have been killed. The grief is heavy. Note: Now, Biso has become very sick and in need of specialized vet care. Only about 25% of the cost has been donated to date, and Biso grows weaker by the day. You can follow Yousef and Biso on Twitter a...

The war killed Bell - now Lucy and Bella desperately need vet care

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  Cats & Their People: Stories from Conflict Zones — Lucy, Bella & Mohamed (Bell was killed in an airstrike in Gaza.) Mohamede is a university student, trying to help his family and especially to keep his two ill cats alive; all the kitties need right now is $140 for vet care for both of them.  Here is Mohamede's story: My name is Mohammed Al-Masri . I am 22 years old, a university student in my first semester, and part of a family of seven with no stable source of income. My father, 51, lives with a herniated disc, and my mother, 45, manages diabetes. We have two younger sisters, a brother who recently finished high school, and a middle brother who is 20. The weight of our situation is overwhelming, yet we hold onto hope. Since October 7, war has driven us from our home and forced us to displacement—ten times in search of safety. During the famine, I faced the hard choice of going to aid distribution points under occupation, even when gunfire could interrupt our steps...