🎸 Ready for a night of fun? Join us for Rock & Roll Bingo on November 15 at The Heights in Richmond Heights! 🎶 Doors open at 6 PM, games start at 7 PM. Enjoy free drinks & snacks, a silent auction, raffles, and more—all benefiting Open Door Animal Sanctuary! 🐾 Reserve your spot today: opendoorcats@aol.com. $30 per person, tables of 8 (pay that evening). Let's rock for a cause! 🤘
Are you looking for the sweetest, daintiest, cuddliest little purr machine of a baby angel kitten in the whole of creation? Well, guess what- you've found her! My name is Hal 9000 (yes, I'm a girl) and I'm five months old and petite for my age. I have a little mustache and a super-long tail, all black with like an inch and a half of white at the end. I'm a peace-loving soul. I love people and am almost as happy to be held by a stranger as I am by a friend. I'm fantastic with other cats and love playing
My name is Mako and I'm your future dog. Let's be honest. You decided the moment you saw me that I was the dog for you. Do you really need or want all the details? You already know you want me. But... humor me. I'll tell you anyway. Luckily for both of us, I'm an awesome dog! An easy walker, a handsome gentleman, friendly with all kinds of people, only about a year old, and, at 47 pounds, a medium-sized guy. I'm interested in other dogs, but haven't had an official dog playdate yet. Thing is, if I'm left on my own in
I have two theories about how I got my name (QT). One is that it's to do with where I was found: running around at a Quiktrip. The other is the one I prefer: it's because you can't look at me without saying, "Oh my goodness, what a QT pie!" I'm not fluffy bunny cute. I'm more like... imagine a precocious 7-year-old (I'm actually only one year old, but bear with me) with a Scottish accent telling you facts about space and rude jokes they don't actually understand. I'll make you laugh so hard you can't breathe. I'm rough-and-tumble cute and
If you're 18+, dependable, and ready to work, stop in for an application! Immediate interviews are available. Schedule: Sun-Thurs, $12.30/hr. Must handle 80-100lb dogs 💪. Questions? 📧 Diane at diane@odas.org! #Hiring
We’re excited to share how your support is transforming lives here at Open Door Animal Sanctuary! Thanks to your generosity, we’re able to provide a safe haven for countless animals in need. Click the link to read: 2024 Fall Newsletter. To join our mailing list and receive future updates, please email your name and address to Lynese at Development@odas.org.
Join us on Saturday, November 9, from 9 a.m. to 3 p.m. at St. Thomas Holy Spirit Church (3980 S. Lindbergh Blvd) for a fun-filled shopping event! Explore a variety of unique items, including pet products, gift baskets, holiday decorations, jewelry, vintage treasures, handmade cards, and delicious baked goods. Don’t miss this exciting opportunity to find the perfect holiday gifts while supporting Open Door Animal Sanctuary! Sponsored by The Friends of Open Door.
What's in a name? I'm Shadow! Yeah, probably not what you were expecting. I'm a girl. A German Shepherd. And I'm white. But "Snowflake" in German is "Schneeflocke" and no dog in the history of ever has wanted to be named that. So... Shadow it is. In all honesty, that's kind of where my "defying expectations" thing ends. If you're a shepherd person, I'm pretty sure you're gonna like me! I'm a smart lady. If you ask me to sit, I'll do it, even if you don't have a treat. I'm cautious and a little aloof around new people, but
What's your rescue cat name? Okay, here's how you figure it out: it's the color of your fur and the first letter of your oldest kitten's name. I'm Grey V! That was a fun game. Let's play another! What are your favorites? I like "chase the string" and "who's a floofy girl?" I'm the floofy girl, by the way. It's me. I also love playing "ragdoll." That's where you pick me up and I just flop. You can cuddle and dance with me, but hang on tight because I might just melt onto the floor. I don't mind being in the shelter
My name is Henry and a year ago, I was dumped. What went through my people's head when they did that? Did they hope and pray that I would find a home quickly? Or was I forgotten the moment they drove away? It doesn't make a difference now. The result is the same. I'm still here, waiting for a home. I'm a big guy- 92 lb- and I'm a little wary of strangers, making it tough to turn them into friends. That doesn't mean I'm not friendly, of course. I have lots of friends, both human and canine, and I love them
