My name is Krilin.
I came here as a senior cat, over 10 years old. He had always lived in a controlled colony in a park.
But they attacked us and damaged everything we had inmates we lost in the Cabezoón that day…
I was one of the first to get to the Garden, and I’ve lived a few very good years with other colleagues, even though I’ve never let myself be cared for, I’ve always been very hungry.
When the time came to me, I was accompanied until the last moment
Thank you for reading my story.