My name is Barry and I'm a Goldilocks dog. No, I'm not referring to my fur, although it is nicely golden! What I mean is that, at 34 lb, I'm not too big or too small. I'm just right! I'm nine years old, so neither too old to go for walks nor too young to know how to behave- I'm just right. Energy-wise, I'm neither a bump on a log who doesn't do anything nor a wild man. I'm right in the middle: just right! And in terms of needs, I'm social, but independent. In fact, you might say I'm
Every kid should feel like the world is their oyster, even if they're growing up in a shelter. When people ask me, "Mojo Jojo, what do you think you'll be when you grow up?" At six months old, it's something I should probably start thinking about. I suppose lots of kittens would want to be a king's cat or a movie star's cat, but actually... I don't think that's the life for me. I've spent enough time living a public life, and I'd really rather have something... cozier. Maybe I could be a teacher's cat! I'd be perfect for someone
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Okay, I've found my theme song. D'ya wanna hear it? It goes, BUT I WOULD WALK FIVE HUNDRED MYLZ AND I WOULD WALK FIVE HUNDRED MORE...See? It's perfect. I mean, my name is Mylz, first of all. And second of all, are you telling me we might get to go for a WALK?! I don't even care HOW many miles (or Mylz) we go. I'm in. I'm ready. Third of all, of course, the whole point of that song is that I would be utterly devoted to you and would do pretty much anything to get to spend every mundane moment
Okay, so here's the plan: get a big ol' giant flashing neon sign that says "KID FRIENDLY, CAT FRIENDLY, DOG FRIENDLY" and just carry it with me everywhere I go until I get adopted. Right now, the sign on my condo door says the basics: that my name is Eureka, that I'm about four years old, that I'm neutered... that kind of stuff. What it doesn't say is all the stuff you REALLY want to know, like that I'm the kind of cat who will waste no time climbing into your lap and then full-on making out with you. Or that
Join us for our annual Paws to Party Dinner Auction benefiting the rescued cats and dogs of Open Door Animal Sanctuary. Sunday, August 16, 2026 Hilton St. Louis Frontenac Sponsorships are now available and include tickets to the event.Individual tickets will go on sale at the end of May. Sign up today to be a sp0nsor:https://secure.qgiv.com/for/pawstopartysponsorships Purchase your tickets today by clicking here! Help support the 350+ rescued cats and dogs in our care every day. Sponsorship Opportunities Bronze – $625 Provides spay/neuter for 10 homeless animals Two tickets Recognition: social media, event screen, website, newsletter Program + signage listing Event acknowledgment Silver – $1,250
Stop by Texas Roadhouse in Festus on Tuesday, July 7th from 3pm to 10pm for some amazing food while supporting the cats and dogs at Open Door! Present this flyer to your server, and 10% of sales will go to the animals at ODAS Tuesday, July 7th3:00PM – 10:00PM1351 Shapiro Dr. Festus, MO 63028
Every life is filled with highs and lows, but mine? Mostly lows. I don't mean that in a negative way. I just mean that, with these little legs, I live my life six inches off the ground. My name is Charlie, but Charlie is a really common name and I'm not the only Charlie in this shelter, so they usually call me "Low-Rider Charlie" or "Long-Short Charlie." I occasionally get "Old Man Charlie" even though, at only seven years old, I'm literally the youngest Charlie here. I just have geezer vibes. That's another "low" in my life: I'm very low-key.
Being old should come with a few privileges, right? I should be called "Madame" instead of just "Ginger." I should be spending my retirement lounging on a beach in The Maldives and being waited on by exquisite boys. I should live in a drafty manor with a massive oil painting of my own face on the wall. I'll be 14 in a few weeks and would you believe I don't own a single bespoke teapot? Instead of being Grande Dame Ginger who has her milliner on speed dial, as I should be, I'm Ginger, the oldest dog in the shelter. My
Little Mr. Koopa, at your service! Whatever you're doing, I'm here to help. Cleaning? Paperwork? Performing microsurgery? Negotiating a hostage crisis? I'll be right there to assist. Experienced? Friend, I'm four months old. Experience is relative. On one hand, I've got a lifetime's worth of experience being A Very Helpful Guy. On the other, I only have 16 weeks' worth of experience just existing, so I'm an enthusiastic novice to literally everything! I think part of it is that I've got the heart of a scientist. I follow you around while you mop, both because I want to provide moral
