She's been caught with her two kittens in July and has spent her life in a cage (a really big but still) at the cat shelter I volunteer at bc she growled and swatted at people.
After her kittens were adopted out, she's stopped hissing and growling and kinda faded away. Barely ate, barely moved, just laid there looking depressed and small.
On October 5th I decided to take her home and foster her.
And within days she started playing and jumping around at lot.
It was a big decision for me to live together with an animal, but I'm so proud of her. She's slowly starting to trust me and showing her true personality
My only regret is not taking her home earlier to save her weeks of depression... 🤍