Calling all treasure hunters: the Friends of Open Door are having their annual yard sale this Saturday! Where: 221 E Adams, Kirkwood MO When: Saturday, Sept. 6, from 7 AM to 1 PM You never know what treasures await!
Why live a boring life? I'm just here to have fun! I believe that life is meant to be enjoyed. And, if you feel like you've lost a little bit of that spark, well... I'm here to help! Gage, here- at your service! I'm 76 lb of pure sunshine. I love doing joyful zoomies around the yard, especially if you do them with me! I'll run and play and chase a toy and then, suddenly, stop and flop belly-up at your feet or in your lap. Belly rubs are one of my very favorite things. I'm an aspiring lap dog who just wants
I'm told that my name, Jenkins, makes me sound like someone's butler. It's true! But I'm afraid buttling isn't really my strong suit. I'm not one for blending into the background until someone needs a drink or a newspaper or to be escorted to the door. I want to be seen! Yes, I'm very attentive. In fact, once I get to know you and decide we're pals, you'll become practically the center of my world. I'll lie in your lap making air biscuits, distract you with kisses, or help you out with your computer work. The thing is, a butler's
You know, some dogs are complicated and some are pretty straightforward! Me, I'm the latter type. I mean, I'm a black lab named Bella. If you've met more than five dogs in your life, you've probably met a black lab named Bella. You're already making certain assumptions about me. And... you're absolutely right. I am a total goofball who loves everyone. I'm wiggly, happy, friendly, and just want to be friends. I'm over-enthusiastic on walks, good with other dogs, and I LOVE food. I'm a total ray-of-sunshine type dog with plenty of energy and a huge heart. In other words... I'm a lab! I'm five
Thank you for taking the time to meet with me. My name is Zosephina Avelina Gabriella Arabella Mariposa Ponderosa Karolina Von Willoughby III... but everybody calls me Zoey. Can I be honest with you? I'd love to be professional, but... oh, I can't stand it! Would you mind terribly if we conducted the rest of this interview with me sitting in your lap? I just figure, life is there to be lived! Why waste time being all business when you could be yourself and have fun? The thing is, I badly want this role. I've always dreamed of being Your
C'mere. No, closer. Cllllloooooooooossssssssserrrrr... that's good! Now that I'm half an inch from your face, we can really get acquainted. My name's Nova and my specialties include: 1. Purring in your ear. 2. Climbing into your arms without waiting for an invitation. 3. Canoodling with your shoes. 4. Looking like I'm about to take your order at the drive-thru with my awesome headset. If you were here, I wouldn't have to tell you what an incredible cat I am. I wouldn't have to put into words how charming and affectionate and adorable and gregarious and overall magnificent I am because
Whyyyyyyy hello! I'm Kida, I'm five months old, and I'm ready to go home with you! My bags are packed. I've got all the essentials: sparkle balls, springs, canned food, feather-on-a-string toys, and, just for good measure, I think I'll add a little bit of whatever you're having for lunch. I'm a bold, curious, cute-as-can-be kitten. A very good girl. A fearsome huntress of things that jingle. And I've waited very patiently for someone to see how stellar I am and choose me! Look, I get it. Tabbies like me don't exactly stand out from the crowd. My section is
I may be just a little guy- four months old this Sunday!- and still have a lot to learn, but I've picked up some things along the way. I present to you: The Meaning of Life, According to Dulin (that's me!): 1. Play with everything. Have you ever chewed on a STICK? Oh MAN, you haven't lived til you've tried it! Stuffies, blankets, leashes... when the humans say "No, that's not a toy!" they're just testing you. Don't fall for it. Everything is a toy. 2. Dance and wiggle whenever the mood strikes you! There's no such thing as a
First impressions are important. Do I burst through the door and tackle you to the ground with kisses? Politely walk up to you and lay my head in your lap? Or hang back and keep my distance? A lot of the time, that first five seconds is the thing that makes the difference between "home, family, and a favorite toy of my own" and "back to the kennels to wait for another chance." My name is Mia and I'm a second-impression dog. Second impression, third impression, and every impression after that... that's where I shine! But first impressions? Those are
WHAT?! You mean I still haven't gotten ONE application? No, that can't be right. Check again. It would be under "Yasmine" with a "Y". Nothing? Can you look in the "chocolate chip noses" file? The "Mamas who did an excellent job, but are done raising kids and are now ready to live their own spoiled princess lives" file? STILL no? Dang. ... Well, how are we going to change that? I mean, have you tried showing the world how cute I am? Do people know how outgoing I am and that I'm always ready to make friends with basically any human
