My Life Doesn’t Depend on
the Latest New Fad.
But his does.
One could spend three weekends before Christmas and 50 bucks chasing down “Tickling Elmo,”
and it would be lost in the closet by New Year’s Day.
Instead, take the money and time with the kids to care for Carlton, and he’ll tickle you with love and affection and loyalty for years to come.
Every month, hundreds of healthy puppies, kittens, cats, and dogs arrive at shelters.
Once pets, now abandoned. Helpless without us.
We shelter them as long as we can. But we can’t care for them all indefinitely,
and even if we could feed them, we can only offer them a life sentence in a cage.
What kind of life is that?
So we kill them.
To make room for more.
They deserve better. They deserve real, caring homes.
Much more than the closet needs another old fad.
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CLICK HERE to ADOPT your new best friend.
Please do it now.
Every day really does count — for them.
Life Doesn’t Depend
on a Bottle of Scotch.
Actually, hers does.
I can spend 25 bucks on a bottle of great Scotch.
And savor every shot.
It might last a month. Then it’s gone.
Or I can feed and care for Jenny for a month.
And she’ll pay me back in gallons of love and affection and loyalty. Every month. Every week. Every day.
Every month, hundreds of healthy kittens, cats, puppies and dogs arrive at shelters. Once pets, now abandoned.
Helpless without us.
We shelter them as long as we can. But we can’t care for them indefinitely, and even if we could feed them, we can only offer them a life sentence in a cage.
What kind of life is that?
So we kill them.
To make room for more.
They deserve better. They deserve real, caring homes.
Much more than I need another bottle of Scotch.
To sponsor this and subsequent ads, please DONATE all you can afford.
CLICK HERE to ADOPT your new best friend.
Please do it now.
Every day really does count – for them.