🚨BREEZE🚨 #255471
Breaks my ���� & pisses me off at the same time!🤬
How the hell do u let a little 🐕 get in this horrible shape!
Wee soul,nearly starved to DEATH
WE HAVE GOT TO SAVE THIS WEE ANGEL 😇
PLZ #Pledge4Rescue no amount too small #NYACC
#Adopt or #Foster if u can
💔Wolly💔
▪️Listed TBK: 4/18💉
#NYCACC #251435 1Yr
#RescueMe
Precious sweetie's💔, recently arrived, emaciated, now listed!
Last place 4 a puppy!
Fearful, confused!
Who knows all he's endured in his short life!
Has he ever known love?
Tense on walks, attempts 2 interact.
Needs loving, all adult, N.East #Foster, 4 security, 2 decompress & blossom.
DM @CathyPolicky
Pls #pledge4rescue
💞CH
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💔Duke💔
#NYCACC #251048 2y
▪️Listed TBK: 4/16💉
#RescueOnly
Precious sweetie's💔, arrived via 🚔, after alleged bite incident, after he was attempted 2 be moved!
Displays soft body, social w staff, allows all handling, accepts treats.
Darling youngster needs loving, N.East #Foster, 5 security, 2 decompress & flourish.
He just needs that chance!
DM @CathyPolicky
Pls #Pledge4Rescue
💞Duke
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💔Don💔
#NYCACC #250525 1y
▪️KILL Command
#RescueOnly
Precious sweetie's💔, dumped 4 move!
U can clearly see this baby puppy has a broken & is grieving.
Allows min handling but trying 2 be brave.
Able 2 be leashed + solicits pets.
Just needs a chance 2 start his life off right!
Needs loving, N.East #Foster, 4 security, 4 socialization, 2 blossom!
DM @CathyPolicky
Pls #Pledge4Resque
💞D
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STILL IN NEED, STILL IN THE BACKYARD 😭 if we had our sanctuary there would be no hesitation to take them in but for now they need a safe place to land 🥺
📌Fostering is free and temporary, in SoCal
📌Adoption possible anywhere in 🇺🇸 if it’s a match.
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Please pray for my 17-year-old son.
He was forced to unload and load the dishwasher.
He used some disrespectful words so mama turned off the internet that ended up crashing the game he was in the middle of playing.
He might not recover. 😬
@Mr_Husky1 These babies are so traumatized when they get put in a shelter. Then to be separated it’s torture. To anyone fostering or adopting, please understand they’re like identical twins. Separation is unbearable
“I’m really sorry to call you at this hour.”
It was 3:47 AM when my phone lit up. The rescue coordinator’s voice sounded exhausted and shaky. Earlier that day, I had picked up Mochi—a cream-colored Pittie with the softest ears I’d ever felt. Just a normal foster. Two, maybe three weeks. Then she’d find her forever family.
“She’s losing it,” the coordinator said. “Her sister is wrecking the intake kennel. She’s been screaming nonstop since Mochi left. We tried blankets with her scent, toys, calming vests—everything. She even broke a tooth trying to chew through the gate.”
I looked down at Mochi, curled up at the end of my bed. Except she wasn’t really asleep. Her eyes were open, fixed on the door. Waiting.
I was at the shelter by 4 AM, still in pajamas.
Matcha was a mess. Her voice was gone from crying, her paws were raw from pacing, and her body was shaking so hard she could barely stand. The moment she caught Mochi’s scent from the car, she collapsed against the crate and went completely still—like she could finally breathe again.
“Can you foster them together for a few days?” they asked. “Just until we figure something out.”
That was eight months ago.
Now they sleep curled into one another every night. They eat from the same bowl, even though I bought two. If Mochi goes to the vet, Matcha goes too. If Matcha gets groomed, Mochi waits in the lobby.
I was supposed to be their temporary stop.
Turns out, I was home.
Credit: born legend
This is Buddy. He came from a rough past and still gets a bit anxious sometimes. But a gentle hug and some reassuring words from his new dad calm him right down. Healing together, one cuddle at a time. Pls don’t scroll with leaving him a big ❤️
BRIAN MAY QUIETLY WALKED INTO A SMALL RESCUE SHELTER ON THE BRINK OF CLOSING — WITH JUST 48 HOURS LEFT BEFORE EVERY CAT INSIDE WOULD BE PUT DOWN
The bills were overdue. Donations had dried up. The owner had run out of options. In less than 48 hours, 39 cats were scheduled to be euthanized—not because they were sick or aggressive, but because there was nowhere left for them to go.
Then, without cameras, a film crew, or any announcement, Brian May walked through the door.
Known to millions as the legendary guitarist of Queen and a lifelong animal-rights advocate, Brian didn’t ask for recognition. He didn’t lead with his iconic status. Dressed simply, with his familiar calm presence, he walked straight to the back of the shelter—to the quietest row of enclosures, where the oldest and weakest cats lay unnoticed.
There, curled up in the corner of a worn blanket, was an 11-year-old tabby mix named Buddy.
Too tired to lift his head.
Too old to be adopted.
Too close to the end.
Brian knelt beside him, his gentle hands resting softly on the cat’s head. He spoke quietly, careful not to startle him. For several moments, he said nothing at all. Then he looked up at the owner and asked softly,
“How many cats are here?”
“Thirty-nine,” the owner replied, her voice breaking.
Brian nodded. No hesitation. No phone calls to assistants. He said calmly—with a steady certainty that stilled the room:
“All 39 cats deserve a future.”
What followed felt unreal to the shelter staff. The very next morning, delivery trucks began arriving.
New bedding and climate-safe flooring.
High-quality food and medical supplies.
Scratching posts, grooming stations, and enrichment areas.
Every enclosure was repaired and restored. All outstanding debts were paid in full. Veterinarians were brought in to examine every single animal. Above each enclosure, a small wooden sign appeared: “Forever home — with love from Brian.”
But the moment that brought everyone to tears came from the quietest corner of the room. Buddy was being lifted gently for a checkup when Brian stepped forward.
“I’ll take him,” he said.
The room went silent. Buddy—overlooked for a decade—finally belonged.
“He’s waited long enough,” Brian said later, a soft smile on his face. “I think it’s time he came home.”
Brian May didn’t post about it. He didn’t mention it on stage. He didn’t call the press. The story surfaced days later when a volunteer, overwhelmed by what she’d witnessed, decided people needed to know.
He didn’t just save a shelter.
He didn’t just save cats.
He saved 39 lives—and reminded the world that compassion doesn’t need applause.
Sometimes, the greatest acts of kindness happen when the spotlight is off.
🚨URGENT🚨LAST CALL 🚨
Jasmine #A5748319 is still a baby. Just 10 months old, sitting in a kennel, waiting… and running out of time. She watches people walk by and hopes someone will stop. But hope doesn’t save dogs in shelters, people do! 😭
Her life can end any day if no one steps up. She needs one yes. One chance.🙏🏼
Please Share, Pledge, Speak for her. Don’t let her disappear.
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