I can quite honestly say I wouldn't be alive today without the love of my cats. I originally trusted them to my dad and stepmother while I was studying at university but now due to threats of physical violence and forced abandonment being made against them by people I used to wholly believe would keep them safe for me, I can no longer allow them or me to stay here any longer than we physically have to.

I'm about to enter my third year of uni and already have a place lined up, which my landlord has thankfully let me move into ahead of the official date in September, but I need to pay a sum of £250 to cover the tenancy between now and then. I can pay utilities as I plan to get a job to support us all over the summer; it's just getting out as soon as I can that has become the immediate priority. It's definitely more for them than it is for me. I'm genuinely scared about what might happen to them if I continue to stay.

My cat's names are Liara (the tabby) and Neevi (the black kitty). Liara has been with me for five years, since she was a little kitten. Neevi is a recent rescue taken in due to a health issue with her previous owner.

No donation is too little. Believe me I wouldn't be making one of these if I had any choice in the matter. It's either give up some very valuable members of my family solely to appease someone who treats them like disposable garbage, or break out and get to safety where they can happily live with me till the end of our days.