The Yass House

18/08/2025

Last Friday changed everything for my sweet Mia, and I'm still getting goosebumps thinking about how perfectly everything aligned.

It started completely unplanned. Razia and her boyfriend Andrew were enjoying their holiday in Marrakech when one of The Yass House rescue videos popped up on her Instagram. She remembered seeing one of the rescue stories years ago, and suddenly she was messaging me, heartbroken about Morocco's overwhelming stray cat situation, asking about adoption.

I didn't think much of it. Literally more than 99% of people who contact me never follow through.

But three days before their flight back to Seattle, Razia asked for a video call to see my cats. During that call, everything changed. I could see their genuine love for their three cats back home and something I rarely see…real determination to make this work.

They confirmed they'd take the train to Casablanca on Friday to adopt. Then the obstacles hit. The government office told me that because of their 15-hour layover in Turkey, their chosen cat would need to stay in the airport's international area. No hotel, no comfort. I messaged Razia with the bad news, thinking this would end it.

Her response? "We're still interested."

That's when I knew this was different.

Friday arrives. They're in Casablanca. We meet by almost noon, government office closes at 2pm. Anyone who knows international adoptions knows this timeline is nearly impossible. We visited two apartments so they could meet and play with the cats. Razia and Andrew were torn, but Mia chose them with her outgoing personality that won everyone over instantly.

What happened next was pure magic mixed with pure panic. We rushed to the vet who stopped everything to help us. No taxi available, had to drive and pray for parking. Every traffic light turned green except the last one. Found parking in one minute. Arrived at government office at exactly 1:47pm.

For the first time ever, all paperwork was perfect. Mia was approved to travel.

When they reached Turkey, they ended up not needing to stay in the airport after all. The government office had wrong information. But this incredible couple had already proven they'd face any obstacle for Mia.

My very first unplanned adoption, completed in record time…2 hours from meeting to having all paperwork done.

After an 18-hour flight in total, Mia is now safe in Seattle with her three new siblings. Just hours ago, Razia sent updates, Mia is settling in beautifully.
International adoptions matter because finding reliable adopters in Morocco can take months, while international adopters often show incredible commitment. For those willing to make the journey, it becomes an adventure.

No matter how impossible something looks, if it's meant to happen, the dots will align. I met Mia just because I forgot something in my car so she kept following me in the street until I took her in. Sometimes the most beautiful stories start with the smallest moments. Ready to write your own rescue story? Particularly at this crucial moment where Morocco's “cleaning up” the streets massively and with the new draft law 19.25 fining anyone who feeds, shelters or treats a cat, which is not humane at all.

If you're serious about giving a Moroccan rescue cat a forever home and willing to travel, DM me.

Every cat deserves a Razia and Andrew in their life ❤️

11/08/2025

I’m thrilled to share Celeste’s latest blood work results after completing her 84-day FIP treatment, and the results are positive.

Her A/G ratio has increased from 0.5 (before treatment) to 0.83. For those who may not be familiar, the A/G ratio is a crucial indicator for FIP, readings below 0.6 typically indicate the presence of FIP, so seeing Celeste’s numbers jump to 0.83 is exactly what I hoped and prayed for throughout this long journey.

This incredible progress wouldn’t have been possible without each and every one of you!

FIP treatment is expensive and demanding. 84 days of daily injections and constant monitoring. But your donations and unwavering support made it possible for Celeste to receive the life-saving treatment she needed.

To every single person who contributed, THANK YOU. You literally helped save her life. Your kindness and generosity turned what felt like an impossible situation into this moment of pure joy and relief.

Celeste still has a bright future ahead of her, God willing, and it’s all thanks to each one of you. I’m so grateful to have supporters like you who understand that every life matters 🙏

Now time to get her adopted. She’s eligible to travel to either Canada or the US.

15/07/2025

Rest in Peace Ginger 💔

I watched him grow since 2022 into a strong, independent cat with quite the personality. Ginger was challenging. He became increasingly difficult to handle as he grew older, turning aggressive whenever anyone came too close. Vet visits became nearly impossible to the point that I couldn’t take him for check-ups, he would fight and jump around, making even routine care like deworming impossible.

Over the past few weeks, I had been noticing that he was losing weight slightly. Being at the vet clinic almost daily with other rescues, I attempted many times to bring him along for a check-up. But Ginger would always run away the moment he sensed what was happening. I could never catch him, and whenever I got close, he would panic so severely that he’d start having trouble breathing.

To respect his boundaries and avoid causing him this extreme stress, I learned to give him space, hoping the weight loss was just seasonal. But this past Sunday evening during my visit, I found him different, weak, pale, and unable to eat. His lack of energy allowed me to rush him to the vet clinic.

Despite IV fluids, careful feeding, Ginger couldn’t fight whatever was affecting him. He was supposed to have bloodwork done today to find answers, but he passed this evening before we could learn more.

Ginger taught me that love sometimes means accepting our pets exactly as they are, even when they’re difficult, even when they push us away. He was fiercely independent until his final days, and I’m grateful I could be there for him when he needed me most.

Until we meet again my stubborn orange boy. You were loved more than you ever let me show you ❤️

16/06/2025

A tribute to my guardian angels Lily & Maya 💔

Three months ago, life took an unexpected turn when my phone was stolen, leaving me disconnected from you all for nearly a month. During that time, I lost two precious girls that were struggling for their lives for weeks. When I finally got a new phone, a month had already passed, I didn’t feel the need to bring back memories and share such heartbreaking news.

My sweet Lily spent three weeks at the vet, fighting bronchopneumonia with all her strength. She was in an oxygen chamber getting injections daily, and I held onto hope every single day. Meanwhile, Maya was battling coryzavirus, and just when she seemed to recover, a severe calicivirus took hold.

Despite the daily medical care for weeks, all the love, and all the prayers, I lost both of my angels.

I found Lily as a tiny freezing baby outside. I fed her powdered milk several times a day, watched her grow from a tiny kitten into a strong, beautiful cat over two months and Maya brought pure joy and laughter to our home. She was our little player full of life, even through her health ups and downs, her spirit was unbreakable until the very end.

I’ve received messages asking about them, especially Lily, and I realized it wasn’t fair to keep their memory private. They were part of this family, and they deserve their place here forever.

I’m sharing this post to honor their memory and keep their spirits alive in my heart.

Rest in peace my beautiful girls, brother loves you forever.

Until we meet again ❤️

05/06/2025

Hey everyone! I hope you’re Amazing.

I didn't want to rush with updates before being sure, but today marks exactly 2 months since Miracle's last thoracocentesis and I'm so grateful to share that he's doing absolutely fantastic! 💙

For those who've been following our journey these past months, on March 10th, during my daily rounds, I found Miracle breathing rapidly. The X-ray revealed his chest was filled with fluid, completely obscuring his organs. He needed an emergency thoracocentesis to drain the fluid so he could breathe properly.

The fluid analysis came back FIP negative across all variants (thank goodness!), and he returned to normal breathing. I kept him in the kitchen - the only available space where I could monitor him every few hours without the stress of other cats potentially triggering his condition.

Initially diagnosed with Chylothorax, I faced a harsh reality: no veterinary clinic in our country performs this complex surgery. I was warned the fluid might return, but nobody expected it would happen so quickly.

What followed was one of the most challenging months of my life. After each thoracocentesis, his condition seemed to accelerate. More fluid would accumulate faster, and he'd go into crisis every 2-4 days. With so many other cats depending on me, I found myself rushing him to the clinic at all hours, sometimes in the middle of the night.

The medical team told me they couldn't continue this cycle as repeated procedures risked serious infection.

My options were stark: find a qualified surgeon abroad or consider putting him to sleep to end his suffering.

We completed all bloodwork for overseas treatment and he was good to go. A friend helped find a vet clinic who does the surgery in the US, it would have cost $9,500 plus CT scans (unavailable here in Morocco).

While fundraising, my primary veterinarian - the same hero who saved Miracle from typhus as a kitten 2 years ago, suggested we had nothing to lose. "Bring him in for strong antibiotics and let's pray it works," he said.

Despite the clinic that was doing his consistent thoracocentesis, insisting he was already on antibiotics, we tried the antibiotics for 5 days. Two days into his antiobiotics cycle, his breathing worsened again, requiring another thoracocentesis.

But since that moment? Miracle has been absolutely incredible.

Looking back, we suspect the original clinic may have misdiagnosed Pyothorax (treatable with antibiotics) as Chylothorax since the latter rarely heals on its own and requires extremely risky surgery.

Miracle is still living in the kitchen alongside 4 other kittens, and he's thriving! He gets along wonderfully with kittens but prefers not to be around adult cats. This setup has been perfect for his recovery and peace of mind.

I'm excited to share that Miracle is now healthy and ready to be adopted! He's also cleared to travel, currently eligible for travel to the US/Canada only.

If anyone would love to travel to Morocco to adopt this incredible survivor, please reach out! He deserves a loving family who can give him the life he's fought so hard for. ✈️

I raised approximately $1,600 to cover his fee. After Miracle recovered and we waited a full month to ensure his stability, I redirected these funds to help other cats diagnosed with FIP to procure FIP bottles at $130 each (lasting 3-5 days) because it's truly a matter of life and death.

THANK YOU to every single person who:

Sent veterinary contacts and advice
Messaged asking about Miracle's health
Offered to take Miracle in
Opened their homes to us
Donated to his care
Sent prayers and positive energy

Your support means absolutely everything to us. This community helped save Miracle's life, and I'm forever grateful

14/05/2025

After 84 challenging days of treatment, Cinnamon is officially FIP FREE!

On February 6th, Cinnamon began experiencing constant fevers with a critically low A/G ratio of 0.4, a clear indicator of Feline Infectious Peritonitis (FIP). She’s been at the vet clinic ever since, fighting this typically fatal disease with incredible strength.

Thanks to her dedicated veterinary team and the 84-day course of GS FIP injectable treatment, her A/G ratio has DOUBLED to 0.83! This remarkable improvement confirms what we’ve been hoping for: Cinnamon is finally ready to come home to rejoin her friends.

For those unfamiliar with FIP, this improvement in her albumin/globulin ratio is a critical measure of recovery from this devastating disease that was once considered a death sentence for cats.

To everyone who has supported Cinnamon’s treatment, THANK YOU. You helped save her life 🙏

In rescue work, we win some and we lose some.

12/05/2025

Rest in Peace my little friend 💔

Unfortunately, the little kitten rescued 5 days ago from the roundabout didn’t make it. I received the news early this morning.

I’m heartbroken, but I’m grateful he didn’t die alone on the road.

Thank you to everyone who kept him in your thoughts and prayers.

Until we see each other again ❤️🕊️

05/05/2025

03/05/2025

Rest in Peace my little girl Fiona 💔

About a week ago, I noticed she was struggling to breathe so I rushed her to the vet. We did two thoracocentesis procedures within a week, we ran bloodwork after she suddenly stopped accepting food (yesterday) to try and uncover the root cause… but she didn’t make it.

Fiona was the cat I knew the longest. She was the only one living on my street when I returned to Morocco. She had been surviving in an empty house nearby, only coming out when she was starving. She gave birth often, and most of her babies didn’t survive, many were hit by cars. That’s when I decided to spay her and bring her into my care to stop the cycle of loss.

She stayed with me for almost two years. Fiona was one of the kindest souls I’ve ever met. I still have your kids and grandkids here with me (which I adopted before her), and they’ll forever remind me of you.

I tried everything I could to save you. I gave it my all. But I’ve been humbled once again, sometimes love and effort aren’t enough.

I’ll never forget You. Until we see each other again ❤️🕊️

01/05/2025

23/04/2025

Two days ago, I noticed Celeste wasn’t as active as usual, so I took her to the vet. After an examination, she had a fever, so the vet recommended we run some tests — bloodwork, an FIV/FELV test, and an X-ray. Thankfully, the X-ray showed nothing alarming, her FIV/FELV results were negative, and most of the bloodwork looked good… except for an A/G ratio of 0.5. While this doesn’t automatically confirm FIP, it can be a potential indicator.

Once we reached home, I saw Celeste was limping and losing balance when she tries to run. That’s when it clicked, it was likely neurological FIP. So first thing the next morning, I took her back in to start the FIP injections right away.

Just as I was finally feeling some relief getting Dorito and Oscar home after nearly four months at the vet, and thinking I was down to just one cat with FIP. Within a week, both Fluffy and now Celeste have also been diagnosed. We’re back at three cats battling FIP again.

After doing this for over 6 years without a single day off, it’s physically, mentally and financially overwhelming, but your support is truly what keeps this going.

Thanks to your donations, I’ve been able to afford more FIP bottles, which are not easy to come by in Morocco and are quite costly.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you for standing by us. I’ll keep you posted on Celeste’s progress.