My name is Ziggy and I've been very patient. I've waited until Christmas is over because I know it's a busy time of year... and this is important. The thing is, I'm a magnificent dog. I'm a cuddly, friendly, goofy boy. I like little children and I LOVE toys. And I'm athletic and absolutely gorgeous. A head-turner... and also a big baby. I'm five-and-a-half years old, so I'm plenty energetic, but I do have manners. I know about living in a house and being a pet! The problem is this. Have you ever been, say, on Twitter and noticed that
My name is Smoke and I don't want to make you sad. I don't want to make you angry. Because I'm not either one of those things. I'm filled with hope and with love and with happiness! Yes, it's true that I haven't been treated kindly in the past. It's every dog's greatest fear that their humans will leave and never come back and... well, that's what happened to me. When the landlord discovered me alone in the home after my people had moved, he put me out on the street. I didn't know how to find food or fend for myself
You don't just need a cat. You need an angel. And you know what? Gabriel's not the only angel who can bring good news at Christmastime. My name is Michael. And I have good news. See, your cat search is over. And maybe it's not ending how you expected, exactly. Maybe you were set on a Christmas kitten and the idea of adopting a 10-year-old cat has never even crossed your mind. But consider it. Why not? But once you meet me... and, more importantly, hold me in your arms, you'll know. There's no need to look any further. I'll just melt
Does looking for a dog sometimes make you feel like Goldilocks? I mean, not the breaking & entering part. I'm sure you have respect for other people's (or bears') homes and property. But... does it ever feel like everything you see is too big or too small, too old or too young, too wild or too lazy, or just... too much? Well, my name is Cooper and I think you'll find that I am juuuuuust right. I'm about 20 lb- small enough that you could pick me up if you had to, but big enough that it's not usually necessary.
Are you dreaming of a white Christmas? Well, quit dreaming, you fool! Let's make it happen! My name is Diamond and if I look like a bit of a tough customer, well... that's because I am. Don't get me wrong. I'm an awesome cat. For one thing, I'm tremendous. 11 years old and 18 lb of snow-white fluff. Truly impressive to behold! But, the thing is, I'm not really a very shelter-compatible cat. I lived with another cat in my previous home and got along well with them, but living with one cat in a quiet home is just not the same
'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was moving, not even...You know, I'm not one for old stories. They have their place, but... I think I'd rather write my own. Make it new. Make it mine. My name is Mouse... and this is the story I want to write. It's a story about being home for Christmas, of course. But it starts a couple weeks before. There once was a little cat named Mouse. She had big green eyes and little white mittens and a happy, loving heart. What she didn't have was a family
I keep hearing this story about this fella. His name was Rudolph. You've probably heard of him. My name is Ahsoka. Not Rudolph. And I'm a girl dog, not a boy reindeer. But... I find the story inspiring. A misfit who finds his niche. I can relate. In fact, I sorta think I might like to try joining Santa's reindeer team. I'm an Anatolian shepherd mix, which means I am a BIG girl. How big is a reindeer? Like, 400 lb? Well, I'm 80-90 lb, so... I reckon I'd fit right in! Slap a pair of antlers on me and nobody will
Transform your Panera experience into a meaningful celebration! We invite you to join us at the Chesterfield Panera (1650 Clarkson Road) on December 14th from 4:00 to 8:00 pm. Simply show this flyer or use the code FUND4U online, and 25% of your purchase will be donated to Open Door! Every bite you take contributes to making a positive impact on the lives of our cats and dogs.
Now, class... settle down. I'll wait. My name is Mrs. Tabbykin and I'm here to inspire young minds. You might be thinking I'm awfully young to be both a working teacher and a married woman. At seven months old, I'm still just a kid, right? Also, can cats even legally get marriage or teaching licenses? Okay, so you're onto me... but don't tell anyone else! No, I'm not married... or a licensed teacher. But as long as nobody finds out, we can play all day. That was my goal when I snuck into that elementary school a few weeks ago.
🍝 Are you ready... for some S'GHETTI? Yes, that's right- it's just "S'ghetti," not "Spaghetti." I'm like one of those guys whose parents just name them "Drew" or "Chris" instead of "Andrew" or "Christopher" or whatever. I mean, you can give me a new name if you want. L'sagne, T'tellini, M'caroni, Jim... In fact, I think it's a great time for LOTS of things to be new! I only just turned a year old and, before I came to the shelter, I was abandoned. I had mange and needed surgery on my eye. I don't even know my real birthday. Now
