My name is Busik and I have been living in the foundation since March 2018. I got my name from the place where I was born, the bus stop. I came to my aunts as a very young kitten, less than a year old. I always ran across the same street, back and forth, hundreds of times. That one day I didn't make it to the car... My pelvis was crushed and, worse still, my spine was broken. Since that day, I haven't walked or relieved myself. I mean, I'll do the second one myself, in the litter box, but my aunt has to pee for me. The aunts from the foundation were my only chance of survival, because no one wanted a disabled, poorly tamed kitten. I knew people only from a distance, I saw them when they threw me food, I was completely unfamiliar with the touch of human hands and I was afraid of it. It took a lot of effort for me and my aunt to make me trust my aunt and allow myself to be picked up without any protests, because without her touching me, my aunt would not have peed on me... I am a cheerful cat, I am still afraid of strangers, but I love cats and I am very happy that I can live with them. Even though I'm already an adult cat, I like to roll the ball, play with the mouse and I can tell you that in general I enjoy life.

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