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Barnaby 💛 The street survivor who refused to give up 💛 Barnaby barely survived the streets. By the time the call for help came, he was a whisper of the cat he should have been—emaciated, exhausted, and running on nothing but instinct and stubborn hope. His orange coat hung loosely on his fragile frame, his eyes were dull with hunger, and every movement looked like it cost him more strength than he had left. But […]