Hello, I'm Deanna, affectionately known as a "granny dog." While I lack the dexterity for crafting applique throw pillows, and my pockets aren't filled with Werther's originals and Reader's Digest, I do bring a heart full of love to your home. Weighing in at a pleasantly plump 30 pounds (though I could easily be 25 pounds if I set my mind to it!), I embrace my "granny dog" status. However, being a "granny dog" doesn't mean I'm exclusively for grandmas – although I'd certainly enjoy the company of another vintage vixen like myself. I recently celebrated my tenth birthday, making me
Hello there! 🐾 Ready for some adventure? Whether it's hiking, biking, swimming, or sports, I'm Denver, and I want you on my team! Life's a blast with a furry friend by your side. 🌟 At one year old, I'm in my athletic prime, a bit of a party animal, and always up for fun. I'm social, loving kids, dogs, and cats. Just a heads-up, I can be too playful for small dogs; I need a buddy who can match my energy. I'm like a frat boy with a heart of gold, laid-back, and a little mischievous. 😄 But I'm eager to be
My name is Aubrey and I don't even WANT to be adopted. I mean, why would I want a family? Someone to love me every day? Someone to play with and snuggle? ... Who needs that? I'm having a lot of fun at the shelter. I'm five months old and learning all kinds of games! I love doing zoomies and playing worm-on-a-string and getting involved in EVERYTHING the humans are doing. I'm a total treat goblin and will go absolutely bananas for squeeze-ups. I'm the kind of girl who is outgoing with strangers, but has a special bond with my close friends.
My name is Greg! And you may think, with this majestic face, these dahlia-petal ears, these gorgeous almond eyes... that I ought to be named something really fancy, like Thaddeus Percival Willoughby, Esquire. But that's not me at all! In fact, I'm about 25% class clown, 25% just one of the guys, and 50% the babiest baby who ever babied. If I were to have a name other than "Greg," it should probably be "Schnugglebuggins" or "Bootsie Bear" or something else stupidly adorable. Oh, by the way- when I say I'm a baby, I mean that figuratively. I'm eight years old. Old
🐾 Urgent message: It's time to embark on a life-changing mission! 🚀 Human, no time to dawdle! Grab your keys, start that engine, and head straight to your place. GO GO GO! Once we arrive, I'll hold down the fort while you gear up for our grand adventure. Here's the checklist: A personalized tag (it's "Bowie"), two bowls, kibble, a comfy bed, and a bundle of dog toys. Got it? Let's roll! After that, we'll, um, curl up on the couch and watch a movie? Take leisurely strolls in the park? Share many joyful years together? 🍿🌳📺 This is a
One way or another, I'm gonna find you, I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha...And by "you," of course, I mean... you! The person who is going to come to the shelter and take me home. My name is Blondie and I think you and I are going to be great friends. The details about my previous life are sketchy- my human, who cared for me outside, passed away and I was brought to the shelter by a family member. I'm declawed, which is a tough way to be for an outside cat. Which is just one reason that I'm LOVING the
