Maya - Waiting for Her Hero
Hi, I’m Maya.
I’m a gentle soul with a tender heart—and a story that hasn’t always been kind.
I was born on the streets of Bulgaria, where survival isn’t guaranteed, especially for kittens. When I was still very young, I was badly injured—likely in an attack that left me scared, hurt, and unsure if I’d make it. For a time, it wasn’t clear whether I would survive at all. But I did. Through weeks of care, patience, and quiet strength, I held on.
Today, I carry a small scar on my face. It doesn’t hurt anymore—but it tells the story of a world that betrayed me before I had the chance to feel safe.
Because of that, I’m careful with my heart. I’m shy at first, and I need time. But when someone is patient—when they move slowly, speak softly, and show me they’re not going anywhere—I begin to trust. And once I do, something very special happens. I’ll lift my head and look up at you with my soft, beautiful green eyes when you say my name. I’ll lean into your hand for gentle pets. I’ll curl close, soaking up the love I’ve waited so long to feel.
Despite everything I’ve been through, I’m still playful and capable. I eat neatly, chase toys, jump up to high cupboards, and enjoy cozy snuggles once I feel safe. I’d be happiest as a solo cat with a devoted person—or in a calm home with a truly respectful, mellow cat. I’ve been bullied by other cats before, so I need a companion who is gentle, non-dominant, and kind—someone who understands boundaries and allows friendships to grow slowly.
From the streets of Bulgaria to a foster home in San Francisco, my journey has been long and uncertain. But now, for the first time, I have a real chance at something different.
I don’t need perfection.
I don’t need saving—just believing in.
I just need my person.
Someone willing to be my hero.
Could that be you?
