Zwierzolub. Zwierzaczki duże i małe-mieszkańcy Basiuli i nie tylko. Staram się tu unikać polityki, ale: 'I'm only human, after all' 🤪@basiulowo.bsky.social
Taki oto kawaler wprowadzil mi się do garażu.Pomożcie znaleźć dla niego dobry dom stały 🙏🏻 Korzysta z kuwetki. Kocurek, prawdopodobnie ok 5 lat.Od ok 3 lat widywalam go, w lepszym lub gorszym stanie. Transport pewnie da się ogarnąć dokądkolwiek.Jest w okolicach Dąbrowy Górniczej
"I still feed the cats breadcrumbs with a little sardines due to the lack of food. It pains me to see them waiting for their meal while I am unable to provide for their needs. Any support or sharing of this appeal will help feed these innocent souls. Thank you 🤍🐾 :::"
I swear, what scares me most right now is waking up one day to find Misho unable to open his eyes. 💔
His condition is worsening by the day; he isn't eating like he used to—it’s as if the illness has drained the life right out of him.
We have a clinic appointment scheduled for Tuesday, but I am struggling to cover the treatment costs while watching him grow weaker before my eyes in silence. 🥹
Please, if you can help with a donation—or even just by sharing this post—don't let Misho lose his life in such a cruel way.
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Amidst the sorrow and rubble of Gaza, we find a reason to keep going in the eyes of these innocent creatures. Compassion cannot be divided, and we will continue to feed and heal them as long as we live. Jummah Mubarak, filled with mercy, peace, and hope.🌱🐾🕊️❤️ #Gaza #AnimalsLover #cat #DogsOfGaza
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Bezdomna kotka przeszła amputację ogona, a jej maleństwa walczą o bezpieczny start. Każda wpłata i każde udostępnienie mają znaczenie. Pomóżmy zamknąć tę zbiórkę i dać im szansę na życie. 🐈❤️
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I went to the shelter looking for one old cat.
Two untouched food bowls changed my mind.
At the end of a row of cages sat two senior cats pressed tightly together.
An orange cat named Otis.
A gray cat named Milo.
Neither touched their food.
Neither seemed interested in the people walking by.
They only seemed interested in each other.
I had come with a plan.
My children were grown.
My husband had been gone for years.
The house was quiet.
Too quiet.
I didn’t want a kitten.
I wanted one older cat.
Someone who understood long naps, sunny windows, and peaceful afternoons.
Then the shelter worker stopped in front of Otis and Milo.
“They lost their person,” she said.
I nodded.
Then she told me the rest.
After their owner died, the cats spent days sitting outside the locked front door waiting for someone who was never coming home.
A neighbor left food.
Otis would eat a little and then step aside for Milo.
Milo wouldn’t eat unless Otis sat beside him.
When rescuers arrived, Milo hid under the porch.
Otis stayed in the yard and made one small sound.
Milo came out immediately.
That detail broke my heart.
Not because it was dramatic.
Because it was simple.
Two frightened old cats had lost everything.
And somehow they still found comfort in each other.
The shelter tried finding them homes.
Families wanted one cat.
Not two.
Some thought they were too old.
Others thought Milo seemed too withdrawn.
One family wanted only Otis.
The shelter tried separating them once.
Just once.
Otis stopped eating.
Milo sat facing a wall for hours.
They never tried again.
I kept reminding myself:
One cat.
One bed.
One food bowl.
One set of vet bills.
One small companion.
That was the plan.
Then Otis slowly stood.
His legs were stiff.
His fur was thin.
He didn’t try to impress me.
He simply stepped in front of Milo.
Like a tired older brother protecting the only family he had left.
Milo finally looked up.
The shelter worker opened the cage.
I sat on the floor.
Otis approached first.
Careful.
Suspicious.
Then Milo leaned forward.
Just a little.
And rested his chin on my hand.
Not a purr.
Not a cuddle.
Just a tiny act of trust.
As if he were asking:
“Are we allowed to stay together this time?”
That was it.
I was done.
I looked at the shelter worker and said:
“I think I’m going to need two cat beds.”
She immediately turned away so I wouldn’t see her cry.
The ride home was quiet.
At one stoplight, I glanced in the rearview mirror.
Otis had his chin resting on Milo’s head.
For the first time, neither looked afraid.
At home, I put down two bowls.
This time, they ate.
Side by side.
That night I found them sleeping together beside the living room window.
Otis had one paw draped across Milo’s back.
Milo was tucked against his chest.
Neither looked like they were waiting anymore.
I can’t replace the person they lost.
Some loves leave spaces nobody else is meant to fill.
But maybe love doesn’t have to replace what came before.
Maybe it just sits quietly beside it.
Otis and Milo didn’t need a perfect home.
They only needed the same home.
And somehow, in giving that to them, they gave something back to me.
I went looking for one old cat.
Instead, two old cats made my house feel like home again.
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W @F_FELINEUS już ponad 60 kociąt. Nie dlatego, że kastracje nie zostały napisane, ale dlatego, że jest ich za mało. Pomóż nam uderzyć w problem u źródła.💔🐱📷
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Терміново шукаю родину чи перетримку кошенятам!
Підвеземо в будь яке місце в Києві чи області🥺
Малих викинули в смітник.
Це під нашим притулком, але взяти ми їх до себе не можемо, адже вже маємо на карантині кошенят з евакуації
Допоможіть поширенням, можливо в малих є шанс🙏
Pamiętajcie – odpowiedzialność zaczyna się od kastracji i sterylizacji. Bez tego nigdy nie wiecie, czy szczeniaki z Waszego domu nie trafią kiedyś do takiego miejsca kaźni❗️