09/22/2025
🥹Her name is Venus, but life has not treated her like a goddess. For years she lived outside, surviving in a colony, weathering hunger, storms, and indifference. She came to us worn and fragile: one eye permanently damaged, most of her teeth had to be removed. And now, her tiny pink tongue peeks out of her mouth as if she’s forever blowing soft raspberries at the world—an accidental, almost childlike gesture that makes her look both silly and unbearably tender.
Venus is shy here in the shelter, watching quietly from the edges. She doesn’t lash out; she simply endures, holding her sorrow close. But we know cats like her. We know that in the quiet of a real home, with patience and kindness, she could unfurl into something breathtaking—gentle, grateful, and steadfast.
She is not the cat who will run to the front of her kennel and beg for attention. She is the cat you could easily overlook. But if you pause, if you see her for who she is, she might just become the most devoted companion you’ll ever know—the kind of love you earn once in a lifetime.
Venus has survived everything life has thrown at her. Now all she wants is someone to see past the scars, past the tongue that won’t stay in, and choose her anyway❤️
