I'm sorry. I don't understand. What do you mean you need "personal space"? Obviously, that doesn't include me, right? You must mean you want "everyone but Cleo" personal space. Because, the thing is, I'm simply too soft and too sweet for anyone to find my up-in-your-business presence anything but a source of pure joy and delight. I've seen how people smile when I climb into their laps. They love it. I've spent two years of my life on the streets, fending for myself and having babies. Now, that part of my life is over, and I think I deserve to make
Hello down there. You seem cool. I can tell from your hairdo. My name is Li'l Bro. Does that name fit me? Well, I don't know. I guess it's all relative. I'm six years old, so... you tell me. I'm making the assumption, by the way, that you'll be taking me home. I hope you're okay with that. So whether I'm the "Li'l Bro" or the "Big Bro" or the "Only Child" depends on the rest of the family! I haven't met dogs yet, so I don't really know what I would think of them, but I do get along quite well
Are you the one who can change my life? Are you my miracle worker? My name is Crawdad, I'm two years old, and I've spent over half my life in the shelter. A year and four months. 511 days. You may be wondering how that's possible. A handsome boy like me should have people lined up around the block! I'll tell you. I came to the shelter, along with 15 other cats, from a hoarding situation. Some of us weren't used to being around strangers and didn't know much about being really loved, so it's been hard for us in
Is this bad photoshop? Are you looking at my picture and thinking "come on, no dog has a head THAT big and she got the eyes all wrong. I've never seen a dog so cross-eyed." Believe it, human. My name is Blue and this is the real me. What can I say? I'm unique! I'm about six and a half years old and, when you first meet me, you'll think it's pretty obvious that I've got nothin' going on upstairs. Tumbleweeds between the ears. But that's not entirely the case. I'm just getting to know you and feeling you out. Once
The dog. The myth. That's right: my name is Legend! Super sweet. Dog-friendly. Nine years old. A happy, happy girl. I'm your "typical pittie," by which I mean I'm smart, loving, eager-to-please, I want nothing more than to be your baby, and I love to make silly faces as soon as the camera comes out. My previous family says I lived with (and loved) kids and that I didn't have accidents in the house. I haven't really met cats, so I'm not sure about them, but I AM sure that I love people of all varieties! So if you want a dog
I have amazing news for you, amigo: your dog search has finally come to fruition. You've finally found the perfect girl. Hi. My name is Harley. And I'm your soulmate. Are you worried about how I'll fit into your household? You don't have to be! I'm dog-friendly. I love children. I'm sweet and gentle. I haven't met cats, but I can if I have a serious applicant who has a cat. I LOVE the snow. I'm housebroken. I know commands. I ride well in the car. I can even be left alone while you go to to work. When you
It's that time of year again - our annual Shelter Slumber Pawty is here! The fundraising efforts have kicked off, and our team is already making great strides towards our $15,000 goal for our beloved cats and dogs. We're incredibly grateful for all your support, if you would like to make a donation to help us reach our target, you may do be clicking HERE. Thank you for being a part of this journey with us!
All I need in my life is the daily newspaper, my recliner, and my coffee* in the same old chipped and faded Boatmen's Bank mug I've used since 1992. My name is Bentley and I'm ten years old. Back in my day, if you were a dog, you could DEPEND on having a home! I'm an old fart now and I don't think I belong in a shelter. I'm housebroken. I'm a healthy guy. I haven't had an official meetup with other dogs since I've been here, but I don't seem to mind them much when I see them on
Some may find it hard to know their place in the world, but I don't. It's my world. I'm just waiting for everyone else to recognize it. My name is Jerry and I'm your future feline overlord. I'm about five and a half years old. If I like you, I'll let you know it. And I do like most people. I'm a handsome, personable guy. Love me a play session or some cat treats. Love patrolling the area or just hanging out where I can keep an eye on the action. I'm a cat's cat. Now, about the whole "other cats"
Lately, I've been considering running off to join the circus. Can't you just picture it? "Come one, come all, to see THE AMAZING PEEKABOO!" I mean, to begin with, I could be a bearded lady! I'm proud of my adorable beard and would love the chance to show it off. I'm five months old, which is a great time to join the circus, don't you think? It means I can learn ALL kinds of incredible new skills before I'm grown! Also, I've been here in the shelter for two months waiting for a family to choose me, so... maybe it's time
