You know what's wrong with kids today? ... Nothing. They're doing great. They're kids. I'm Paul Bunyan and I'm not a kid. I'm about five years old. And yeah, it's true- I'm not old enough to properly be a geezer yet. In cat years, I'm only like... 37. But that's not going to stop me! I was BORN prematurely gray. So yeah, I'm totally up for a nap in my recliner. You wanna talk about classic cars? Go play golf? I mean, I'm an indoor cat, but I like the idea in theory. I've got more of a "build a little wooden house for
Lunas unite! If I had to guess, I'd say one of two things are true. Either 1. When you get a dog, you plan on naming her Luna or 2. You already have a dog named Luna. And if you don't, your sister-in-law does or your next door neighbor does or at least one of your dog-loving co-workers does. If it's the first one, good news: that's already my name! And if it's the second... good news: I'm deaf, so you can call me whatever you like! I don't mind at all. That might sound a little scary, but don't
"I could never do what you guys do!" "Someone do something" "I don't know how you do it!" "I wish I could..." "I would, but..." This Giving Tuesday, you CAN! You can make a difference in the lives of dogs like Smoke, who was abandoned in his home when his owners moved and then let out on the streets to fend for himself when the landlord discovered him. Smoke deserved better from the beginning. He needed just one person to say "yes, I will help." And since that happened, life has turned around for him! It doesn't take a superhero
Imagine naming your dog "Sh*tball." Imagine kicking him in the face and, when it's obvious that his jaw and nose are broken, just going "well, he deserved it," and leaving it. Imagine not even mentioning it when you drop him off at the shelter three months later, covered in his own waste, matted, and stinking. His teeth were completely rotten, he had ruptured anal glands, and it was very clear he had not been cared for in a long time. He wasn't loved. Clearly, he was barely tolerated. But as soon as Flapjack (yes, we gave him a new name!)
Giving Tuesday is TODAY! Here are some of the ways your gift makes a difference: $10 will cover all expenses for one cat or one dog for one day $25 will cover all necessary vaccines for one cat or dog $50 will spay or neuter one cat or one dog $100 will cover all expenses for ten cats or ten dogs for one day $250 will cover provide life-saving emergency care for one cat or dog Just for today, all donations up to $8,000 will be MATCHED by Tito's Handmade Vodka, Ryan Kanatzar Agency - State Farm, Friends of the
"The Perfect Cat!" "Super, SUPER sweet!" "The best little lap cat ever!" My name is Chile and I'm just a humble little cat... but it's hard to stay humble when people say this kind of stuff about you! It's true, though- I am a snuggler and a lap cat. I love being held. I'm always ready to make a friend. And when I'm not snuggling? I'm happy to just chill. I mean, I'm twelve years old, so my wild days ended long ago. I just want a home where I can be loved and cared for. I'm a healthy girl- no
This Giving Tuesday, we come together to MAKE A WORLD OF DIFFERENCE! Our fundraising goal this year is $15,000, which helps us: • Provide food and shelter for over 1,400 cats and dogs each year • Rescue and rehabilitate cats and dogs that have been abused or neglected Thanks to the help of some generous sponsors, all day-of donations up to $8,000 will be matched! That means your donation has DOUBLE the impact! Click the link below to make an early gift or set up a fundraiser of your own... or save the date (November 28) to have your donation matched!
Hey, can you come out and play? My name is Stella. What's yours? I'm looking for a best friend. Someone kind and sweet, just like me. Maybe someone who has a dog! I love dogs! Someone who just... loves spending time together, I guess. You seem pretty great so far. I can really see us being friends forever. Hey, do you need to get home before the streetlights go on? That's cool. I promise I'll get you there. I'm almost a year old, you know- 11 months! So I'll take care of you. I haven't got a home to go back
How are you, my dahling? I'm Tabby (with the lovely copper spots and streaks) and this is my life partner, Lexi (with the white mittens). We've come to you with a simple request: Just come see us. Give us a chance. Where's the harm in that? I'll tell you. There is none. And if you come and see us, you might want to pet us. We wouldn't mind. In fact, both of us love attention and will come and weave around your ankles and look up at you with our big moon eyes. I'm okay with being held, while Lexi
My name is Soda Pop! I know I look like a very realistic squishmallow and... well, maybe I am! Are "squishmallow" and "actual living cat" mutually exclusive? Whatever I am, I think we can both agree that I'm an extremely cute one. And yes, you can absolutely shake my little mittens and boop my nose and kiss these chunky cheeks. You can even scratch my belly and hold me like a baby. In fact, I hope you do! I live for all that stuff. I'm a mellow guy who, in the shelter, keeps to myself until someone comes and visits
