How do you get to Carnegie Hall? Practice, practice, practice! But there's a little more to it than that, right? My name is Etana and I believe in the power of practice, but also... we all know there are some people and dogs who are lucky enough to be born with some natural talent. They just have the right temperament to succeed and they love the thing they're doing. That's what gives someone the potential to really be great. And that's what I've got. I'm practically overflowing with raw potential! But it's not a musician or an artist I want to be. I'm not
National Ugly Sweater Day, you say? Now, you can have your opinion and I can have mine, but I feel I should come to the defense of so-called "ugly" outerwear.My name is Snickers and I happen to think that being colorful and intricately patterned is anything but ugly. Striking, maybe. Bold.Don't get me wrong. I love a good party! I'm a real social butterfly and I'll happily take any excuse to hang out with people and make new friends. I'm curious, extroverted, and I love attention. I've got plenty of pals, both human and feline!Now, okay, I am positive for
In the aaaaaarrrrrrmssss of the aaaaaaaaangellllllsssss....Hi. I'm Electra. Will you be an angel for a helpless animal? Every day, innocent dogs like me are given only 20-30 cookies at a time and are occasionally asked to please cool it with the face kisses. We are crying out for help. Please, call the number on your screen and join me- Electra- with a daily commitment to going for walks, snuggling on the couch, and spending quiet time together right now. For just 1000000 kisses a day, you can have a dog-friendly, well-mannered, super-sweet companion for life. Call in the next 30
Holiday Hours 🎄✨ Yes—you can visit us on Christmas! We’re open every day of the year. Normal hours: 10 AM–4 PM, seven days a week Christmas Eve & New Year’s Eve: normal hours Christmas Day & New Year’s Day: open 10 AM–2 PM (closing early) We’d love to see you! 🐾
My name is Felix and my favorite thing about the Christmas season isn't the decorations or the gifts or the carols or the food. It's that sometimes, even when you're grown, you can believe that anything is possible at Christmas. Miracles, even.Like... it could be the time of year when, amidst all the people looking for their shiny Christmas puppies and kittens, there might be that one special person who wants something different: the oldest cat in the shelter.Listen, a guy can dream, right? I may be a skinny old man- declawed, pushing 15 years old, and on daily thyroid
It's the season for gift shopping and, listen... can I just say something? I think you deserve to get yourself a gift. Something good. Something REALLY good. Like, oh, I dunno... a kitten? A really cuddly black girl kitten named Paisley? I mean, you can name me (uh... I mean her. Your kitten, yanno) whatever you like once you get her home, but I really kinda think her shelter name ought to be Paisley. Just a feeling I have. See, you've been a good person all year. And, now that you're an adult, you can't depend on any jolly bearded
🎉🥳 We are thrilled to share that we did it—you did it! 🥳🎉Not only did we reach our Giving Tuesday goal, but we surpassed our stretch goal and set a new record for ODAS. Your generosity and support mean more than we can express. 💛 Our grand total, including matching gifts and offline donations, is $51,747.75. Thank you for making such an extraordinary difference for the animals in our care!
Friends. It's Giving Tuesday Eve. What better way to celebrate than by introducing you to my favorite cat in the shelter? This is Bagheera. My love. My girl. My spherical angel. I mean, LOOK AT HER. That face. Those eyes. The little tongue blep. Oh my stars, isn't she the cutest? She's fat. She's middle-aged (9 and a half). She's chatty. And she's absolutely and completely brilliant. Now, if you know me, you know that I like my cats with some spice. All-sugar cats are great and all, but... everyone wants those. They're nowhere near as interesting to hang out
Wiggly of butt, gentle of heart, asymmetrical of ear, and besnaggled of tooth... that's me! Moose! Yep, it's me again. Good ol' Moose the Goose, still holding out hope that someone will see me and decide to make me part of their family! So here's what you need to know: First of all, I'm real friendly. Like, in the shelter, they've sort of made me the event ambassador. I get to go all kinds of places, meet people of all ages, and represent the shelter. I've met plenty of kids (including big groups of them... in Halloween costumes, no less!) and
It's no secret that I'm a little bit different. Galaxies in my eyes and a heart of the purest gold. My name is Pretzel and I can already tell that our friendship is going to be something special. Stop and lean to pet me for a moment and I won't pass up the opportunity. I'll just climb straight into your arms! All I really want is for someone to hold me, carry me around, dance with me to Christmas carols in the kitchen... as long as we're close, I'm happy. You don't even have to use your hands. I'll ride around
