If there is one cat who carries the weight of street life on his shoulders, it is Nerone. His black fur, now streaked with gray in some parts, tells stories of battles and resilience, and the scars marking his body are a testament to the struggles he was forced to face to survive. Yet, despite everything, Nerone has never lost his kindness.🐾💙
He is one of the oldest cats in the clowder, an imposing presence that commands respect without the need for aggression. With the volunteers, he always maintains a calm, almost grateful demeanor—he has learned that they are friends, not foes, and he gladly accepts the food and care they provide. He is not the kind of cat who seeks out cuddles, but those who know him understand that his trust is measured in small gestures: approaching without fear, holding a long and thoughtful gaze, resting nearby the ones who take care of him.
If there is one thing Nerone loves, besides food, it is certainly Selvi. He has a special admiration for her and never misses a chance to court her, following her with elegant strides and casting longing glances her way. Selvi, on her side, tolerates him with affectionate indifference, occasionally granting him the pleasure of her company. 😻💕
But Nerone’s true role in the clowder is another: he is the longtime guardian of the feeding station, and anyone who wants to eat must follow the rules. He does not tolerate fights or bullying, and if a younger cat tries to bother the others, he is ready to assert his authority with a stern look or, if necessary, a firm warning.
Nerone is living proof that the streets can leave their mark, but they do not always harden the heart. He is a survivor, a veteran, but also a protector of his fellow cats. And as long as he stands watching over the feeding station, no cat in the clowder will ever have to fear going without a meal. 🐈⬛💙