Two years ago, my friend gifted me Leo. Four months later, the war on Gaza began. Leo was injured by shrapnel in his eye and spent six weeks sick, without surgery, because of the lack of medical resources here in Gaza. He was injured again, this time in his leg. Two months ago, Leo died of hunger. I couldn’t protect Leo.

It’s painful how location decides fate. One cat gets saved with three surgeries… Another dies of hunger under siege. Same creature, same soul… only the land is different.