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HSPPR offers compassionate care, supports safe communities, & provides socially conscious sheltering.
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Colorado Springs campus: 610 Abbot Lane, 719-473-1741
Pueblo campus: 4600 Eagleridge Pl, 719-544-3005
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15/07/2025

I don't like men.

There. I've said it. And frankly, I feel better already.

Now, before you call for the smelling salts or draft a letter to the editor, allow me to elaborate. I am twelve years old. I have lived long enough, with grace and discernment, to know exactly where I stand on such matters. And I stand, quite firmly, on the opposite side of the room, ideally behind a velvet curtain, with a delicate crystal saucer of treats, far from the thundering footfalls and booming declarations of any gentleman caller.

"Why, Snowball?" you may ask. "Why close yourself off from the entire masculine half of the species?" And to that I say: one must have standards, mustn't one?

First of all, they are tall. Ludicrously so. Towering, teetering, unnecessary. I've overheard women declare their dream man to be in finance, 6'5",and blue-eyed. And I ask, quite sincerely, is that a suitor, or a windmill? I am a small dog. Petite. Refined. I will not be scooped up like a sack of potatoes by someone with calloused hands and enormous feet.

Then, of course, there's the talking. Endlessly, loudly, about such mind-numbing things: sports scores, engine cylinders, crypto, whatever that is. Never once have I heard a man wax poetic about a well-fluffed pillow or the simple euphoria of a sweet treat served at precisely 4:15.

And the smell. Not foul, necessarily, just… insistently present. As a lady of refinement and routine, I prefer my home to carry the faint fragrance of pressed linen and roasted chicken, not "Jean Paul Gaultier Le Male," or whatever nonsense they've doused themselves in.

But enough about men, they are but a footnote in the story of me.

I am Miss Snowball. A cultured, seasoned, singular woman of quiet elegance. I require a home that honors my sensibilities, ideally with another lady of leisure who enjoys the finer things: plush rugs, long naps, whispered compliments, and an early bedtime.

I'm not terribly fond of children (all sticky fingers and startling noises), and many of them, I regret to say, give off the unmistakable aura of future men. As for dogs, well, I've known a few. Some decent, some dreadful. I'm willing to consider a new acquaintance, but only with proper introductions, six feet of personal space, and a clear understanding of who owns the fainting couch. (It's me. I own it.)

I do, I must admit, have cataracts. My vision is a bit cloudy, like the fog over Newport in spring. I can get around just fine, but I may need a kind hand or soft voice to guide me now and then. It's not a burden. It's an opportunity for you to prove yourself useful.

So if you are a woman of character, good taste, and excellent throw blankets, I invite you to come meet me. I am currently entertaining visitors at the Colorado Springs shelter, though I warn you: I am quite a charming companion and you will most likely fall in love instantly.

Let us take up space in each other's lives, not loudly, not clumsily, but with grace, mutual admiration, and precisely portioned snacks.
Because if we've learned anything from history, darling, it's that behind every great woman… is a dog who refused to live with men.

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14/07/2025

It's summer break. You had plans. You really did. Nature walks! Daily journaling! A screen time schedule enforced with love and Pinterest-level chore charts!

But now it's week… what? Seven? Twelve? Time is fake. The kids are feral. The cat is hiding. You've heard "I'm hungry" 47 times today and "I'm bored" 12, and it's not even noon. You're out of ideas. You're out of snacks. And honestly? You're one "we never do anything fun" away from surrendering the remote to the children and lying facedown on the floor.

But wait. There's hope. And it's covered in fur.
🐾 Family Camp at our Pueblo Shelter 🐾
🗓️ Friday, July 18
⏰ 9:00 AM – 3:00 PM
👧 For kids ages 8–12
💸 Just $10 per family (Yes, the whole family can go for the price of a sad airport sandwich!)

For one glorious day, you and your kids can ditch the screens and spend time together doing things that don't involve arguing over who lost the iPad charger. We're talking crafts, games, animal care lessons, and more!

This is more than just a cute day out. At HSPPR, we believe that teaching kids to be kind, thoughtful, and responsible with animals helps shape them into kind, thoughtful, and responsible humans. When families learn together, love together, and maybe obsess over a kitten or two together, it makes our whole community better.

Sign up below. Then pack some snacks, grab a reusable water bottle (you know, from the ever-growing collection), and come make some memories with us this Friday! https://bit.ly/3Ittgyg

13/07/2025

It's too darn hot!

Summer always comes with this weird pressure to be outside doing things, but your dog does not care about your seasonal FOMO. They care about not turning into a rotisserie chicken on the steaming sidewalk. So when it's too spicy out there for paws and noses, here's your sign to pour an iced coffee, blast the fan, and try some fun enrichment activities instead:

🐾 Pool Party (but make it tiny and dog-shaped):
If you're itching to be outside and get your tan on, fill up a kiddie pool with cold water, toss in a few toys and some ice, and let your pup live their splashy summer dream. Bonus points if you both wear sunglasses.

🧠 Puzzle Toys (aka brain gains):
Your dog gets bored too, and not every day can be a five-mile hike followed by a puppuccino. There are tons of puzzle toys out there, but start easy (we're not trying to create a frustrated little monster) and work your way up.

🕵️‍♀️ Hide & Seek (snack edition):
Hide treats around your living room or in cardboard boxes, and let your dog sniff them out like a lil' detective. Start simple, and make it harder once they get the hang of it. If you narrate it like a nature documentary, it's even better. "Here we see the elusive Fido, stalking his prey… the freeze-dried liver bit behind the ottoman."

🎓 Trick Training (she's a scholar):
Use your indoor time to teach your pup something new or brush up on old tricks. Roll over, sit pretty, recall, business handshake... whatever feels right. Keep it fun, short, and full of praise.

🍌 Frozen Treats (the dog version of an iced latte):
Freeze peanut butter in a Kong. Make lil' frozen banana bites. Or Google one of those dog-safe pupsicle recipes that call for like 2 ingredients and zero skill. They're great for cooling down and keeping your dog busy.

👃 Sniffaris (yes, it's a thing, and yes, it's important):
If you're walking, go early or late when it's cooler, and don't worry about getting your steps in. This is your dog's time to sniff every blade of grass like they're solving a true crime. Sniffing gets a lot of energy out for dogs without exerting their bodies too much in the heat.

We're all trying to have the best summer ever right now, but your dog is not a lizard. They're a temperature-sensitive cuddle loaf. If it's too hot for you, it's 100% too hot for them. And honestly? Sometimes the best summer memories are made from the couch with a fan blowing directly on your faces.

12/07/2025

Okay, humans, this one’s for the pets only! You can look, but no typing. Got it?

Hi! I’m Nalah. This week, I totally nailed my behavior session (yeah, I’m basically a genius) and as a reward, they gave me the coolest monkey toy ever. I had so much fun zooming around with it, I almost forgot to take my fourth nap of the day! (Almost.)

Now, I wanna know, what’s your absolute favorite toy? Is it a feather wand that makes you jump like a kangaroo? Or a squishy stuffy you can smoosh forever? Or maybe a tricky puzzle toy that makes your brain go ping!? Or just a good old tennis ball that you chase like it’s the most important thing in the whole universe?

Here’s the plan: steal your human’s phone (or ask really nice if you have to), snap a picture of you with your favorite toy, and tell me why you love it so much. I’m making a super serious wish list for when I meet my new family, and I need all your best ideas!

Can’t wait to see your toy squad! 📸🐶🐱

11/07/2025

It’s 8:30 p.m. on a Saturday night.

Are you out with friends, tucking in your kids, or maybe snuggling on the couch watching a movie?

Our Animal Law Enforcement officers never know what each day will bring. On one such Saturday in June, we received a call about a possible cat stuck in a storm drain.

When Officer Southwick arrived at the scene, no one was around, and she wasn’t sure where to look. So, she meowed into each drain she saw until a tiny voice started meowing back.

Officers Southwick and Brienza were unwavering in their determination to rescue this baby! Officer Southwick dropped some treats into the drain, pushed her arm into the drain hole just above the treats, and safely grabbed what turned out to be a tiny kitten.

At ten weeks old and weighing just over one pound, Angel, as we’ve called her, was severely underweight. She also had an upper respiratory infection, and her eyes were red and irritated.

But little Angel didn’t want to eat and slowly started losing weight. While her cold got better, she started having stomach issues and continued to struggle with eating. The vet team even tried an appetite stimulant, with no success.

That’s when Officer Southwick stepped in again! She offered to take Angel home and nurse her back to health. Once adopted and settled in, Angel quickly started to bounce back – she is now eating constantly and thriving! While she still needs to gain weight, Angel received a glowing review at her vet appointment and is on her way to being a healthy kitten!

Happy Tails like Angel’s make us deeply grateful for all the fantastic people who make these stories possible – the officers, shelter staff, and volunteers who care for the animals, the good Samaritans who look out for pets in need, and YOU, our incredible community of supporters!

We can’t thank you enough for sharing your love with pets like Angel by donating, sharing and liking our stories, volunteering, adopting, and advocating for animals in our community! Your support means the world to us and the animals we care for.

Want to get more happy tails stories, shelter updates, newsletters, event access, and opportunities to lend a paw? Subscribe to HSPPR’s email list today and add some happy to your inbox! https://bit.ly/3GFRtAC

10/07/2025

Citizens. Lovers of cats. Seekers of truth. We interrupt your regularly scheduled scrolling with an urgent, earth-shattering, emotionally fraught announcement from your local social media gremlins, the Three Orange Cats in a Trench Coat.

We are currently experiencing a crisis. A catastrophe. A cat-astrophic catastrophe, if you will. Because our deeply mysterious, wildly misunderstood, chronically underappreciated friends, Mara Jade and Darth Vader, are still not adopted.

And we are…Losing. Our. Tiny. Furry. MINDS.

These two cats are not your average, tail-swooshing, paws-in-the-air, social butterfly types. Oh, no. They are creatures of the shadows. Whisperers of secrets. Tiny cryptids in fur coats who only emerge when the stars are aligned and the shelter is quiet. They came to us last month, rescued from the streets by our noble Animal Law Enforcement team, and have spent their time here channeling the exact energy of "retired wizards who now run a cursed antique shop."

Are they adorable? Yes. Do they live in a cubby and peer at us like goblin nobility? Also yes. Do we love them with the fiery intensity of a thousand lasers pointed at a single cardboard box? Absolutely. The problem? They do not photograph well. Like, at all.

Every photo looks like an outtake from a ghost documentary. They blink. They blur. They teleport. It's like trying to get a yearbook picture of Bigfoot.

And yet, we believe. We know these cats are good. We know, deep in our three-cat core, that with a little time and a lot of snacks, they will absolutely shine in the right home. And so, like true professionals with no plan glitter for brains, we got to work.

First, our glorious behavior team stepped in. These people? Heroes. Quiet warriors. The kind of folks who whisper sweet nothings to a cat cubby at 7 AM. They worked with Mara and Vader, gained their trust, gave them treats, offered them hope, and probably a full therapy session.

Then, they got sneaky. They set up a night vision camera inside their cubby. And miracle of miracles, the footage exists! Sure, it's giving late-night haunted doll livestream, but still, proof of life, movement, and extreme cuteness.

Still not enough? We weren't done.

Because we're extra, we then created police composite sketches, drawn with a single dull pencil, tears, and determination, to help the public better "visualize" these elusive beings. Are they legally admissible in court? Absolutely not. Are they accurate? Emotionally? Yes. Physically? Debatable. Spiritually? Dead-on.

And now, with our trench coat flapping dramatically in the wind (or possibly from the AC vent), we ask you: Will you be the one?

Will you adopt Mara Jade and Darth Vader and give them the soft, slow, sweet home they need to become their truest selves, possibly while sitting on your keyboard at 2 AM? They're not looking for a party. They're looking for peace. They need someone who says, "It's okay, little friends. Take your time," and then proceeds to sit beside them for 45 minutes holding a single treat and not breathing too loudly.

They may not be the first cats to run up and meow in your face, but they just might be the ones who, one day, blink slowly at you from across the couch, and you'll feel like you won the lottery.

So please, come to our Colorado Springs shelter, meet them, whisper to them, sit quietly by their cubby, and slowly fall in love.

Because if they don't get adopted soon, we will resort to painting their portraits on the side of the building. We will commission an interpretive dance about their emotional journey. We will rent out a movie theater and force you to watch their night cam footage set to a dramatic violin soundtrack.

We are NOT above this.
With passion, desperation, and one collective brain cell,
🐾 The Three Orange Cats in a Trench Coat 🐾

09/07/2025

Atlas is asking you out, and he's already picked the perfect first date spot!

He's got the whole evening planned: cold drinks, good vibes, and maybe a few sneaky kisses (the dog kind, obviously). Join us tomorrow night, July 10, from 4:30 to 7:30 PM at Mash Mechanix Brewing Co for our Happy Tail Happy Hour!

For every pint you sip, $1 will be donated back to HSPPR to help pups like Atlas find their new homes and their happily tails.

So throw on your cutest "going-out-to-pet-dogs" outfit, grab your friends (or a cute pup), and come hang with us! There'll be beer. There'll be dogs. There'll be love.

It's a date. We can't wait to see you! 💘🐾

If you want to fall in love with Atlas in real life, come meet him at our Colorado Springs shelter today.

09/07/2025

It’s time for your weekly dose of Hand-Picked Cats!

These kitties are truly something special, so we’ve gone full fairy godmother mode and waived their adoption fees to help them find their new homes! Meet the fabulous felines of the week and help us shout their names from the rooftops (or, more realistically, your group chats, DMs, and anywhere cat people gather). Swing by our Colorado Springs shelter to meet them in person, or fall in love from afar at hsppr.org/pets.

Let’s get these cuties home, they’ve got naps to take, snacks to demand, and lives to change.
(*$20 license fee may still apply.)

08/07/2025

You've probably heard the phrase "there are plenty of fish in the sea." That's adorable. It's wrong, but adorable.

Because if you've been dating in the year 2025, you already know the truth: the sea is empty. Bone dry. Absolutely devoid of functional communication skills, emotional maturity, and basic hygiene.

But there is one place where there are, in fact, plenty of fish: HSPPR.

Yes, that's right. We have fish. Real, actual fish. With fins. With gills. With tiny, drama-free hearts that are more emotionally mature than everyone you've dated since 2018.

If you've been ghosted, breadcrumbed, left on read, soft-launched, followed, unfollowed, re-followed again, and sent a two-week streak of unprompted memes from someone who still hasn't asked you on an actual date, we'd like to gently guide you toward something better: a fish.

Fish don't talk. Which means they can't lie. You will never hear a fish say: "Sorry I didn't text you back, I was just in my head a lot." OR "It's not that I'm not ready for a relationship, it's just… I don't know what I want right now." They want food. They want clean water. They want cute little plants and rocks.

We know what you're thinking: "But doesn't a fish tank take up space?" Sure. But you know what takes up way more space? The ghost of that one almost-relationship from last spring that still lives rent-free in your frontal lobe. That person took up your time, your energy, your peace, your entire Notes app, and now all you have left is a vague sense of disappointment and a playlist titled "breakup but make it whimsical." You have the space for a fish tank. You deserve the space for a fish tank. A fish tank is peaceful. Calming. Slightly sparkly. Not unlike your Pinterest board from 2016, when you still believed in romance.

And did you know it's actually scientifically proven that watching fish swim reduces stress and lowers your blood pressure? That's real. That's data. Meanwhile, dating has turned your central nervous system into a pile of mashed potatoes with a side of cortisol. Don't re-download Hinge at 2 a.m. with the energy of a haunted Victorian child trying to feel something. Get a fish. Watch it swim in gentle loops while your anxiety dissolves like a bath bomb made of healing.

Now, yes, fish do need care. You can't just throw one in a bowl and call it good. They deserve a properly sized tank, filtration, a good lighting setup, and a varied, nutritious diet. But these are actual needs, not the confusing emotional Sudoku of trying to figure out whether "I've just been busy" means "I'm not interested" or "I'm actively talking to five other people." Fish are honest. You meet their needs, and they flourish. They don't play games. They just swim. Gracefully. Silently. Like little underwater monks with zero emotional damage and a strong sense of self.

And here's something most people don't realize: shelters like HSPPR do get fish. Yep. Sometimes they're surrendered when people move. Sometimes they're left behind. Sometimes they show up in weird, unexpected ways because people underestimate how much these little aquatic cuties matter. But they do. They're living, feeling beings who deserve someone to care for them, clean their tank, whisper affirmations through the glass, and maybe name them something totally deranged like "Sir Splashalot" or "Swim Shady."

So if you've recently found yourself sitting in your kitchen at 1:00 a.m., eating Cinnamon Toast Crunch straight from the box and listening to sad girl indie folk while staring at your phone like it personally betrayed you, this might not be your dating season. It might be your fish season.

Come to HSPPR. Adopt a fish. Let a tiny, shimmering aquatic creature paddle gently into your heart and fill the void left by that one ex who still doesn't know how calendars work. You deserve love. You deserve peace. You deserve something in your life that doesn't give you anxiety every time it floats toward you.

You deserve a fish. 🐠✨

07/07/2025

Today is the final day of our Block-Head Party! 🎉

Last week, we told you about two very different pups with one very important thing in common: they were waiting for someone to see the beauty in their big square heads and even bigger hearts.

Arlo came to us as a stray. Seven years old, with a smile that instantly melted our hearts, and a face that looked like it had seen some things, and somehow come through softer for it. Everyone who met her fell a little bit in love. But love isn't always enough to overcome medical concerns like arthritis. So Arlo waited patiently for someone to see her for more than her struggles.

Cosmo had already lived through a disaster. A literal one. The roof of the shelter he was staying at in Kentucky was ripped off in a violent storm. When he arrived here, frightened, unsure, but still trying to be brave, our vet team discovered serious injuries to his elbow that couldn't be saved. We made the hard decision to amputate, and then we waited, hoping someone would see past the missing leg, the trauma, the long road he'd walked to get here.

These were two dogs who had every reason to give up hope. But they didn't. They waited for love, for family, for someone to see past their challenges and into the gooshy marshmallow centers of their giant heads and hearts.

And last week, the thing they'd been waiting for finally happened. They went home.

Arlo met a family who smiled just as big as she does. Cosmo found a home that feels as safe and soft as he deserves after so much loss.

Their stories are why this party matters.

Because behind every blockhead in our shelter is another Arlo, another Cosmo. Waiting. Hoping. Watching their friends go home while they wonder if someone will ever pick them.

Today is the very last day to adopt your own certified blockhead (over 5 months, 30 lbs+) for $100 off their adoption fee. That's just one small gift from us, because the real gift is the unconditional, ridiculous, oversized love that these dogs bring to every single home they enter.

Let's give this party the fairytale ending it deserves! Come meet them, and if you can't adopt, please share this post! Because no dog with a head shaped like a cinder block should have to wonder if they're worthy of love.

06/07/2025

Back in May, Jasper's mom realized he was missing and panic set in. She searched her neighborhood, posted flyers, filed multiple lost reports on our website, and blasted his photo across every online platform she could find. But day after day, no Jasper. Still, she kept calling the shelter, just hoping. Hoping maybe, just maybe, he had been brought in.

One of our amazing call center team members, Amanda, picked up one of those calls. And then another. And another. Amanda became a steady voice on the line, offering support, tips, and resources, knowing that sometimes all you can do is listen and hold space for someone's heartbreak. Every call ended the same: no Jasper, just sadness and silence.

And then, last week, nearly two months after he vanished, Jasper showed up.

He arrived at our shelter as a stray. A little scruffy, a little skinny, but safe. His mom saw his photo on our website almost immediately. And when she called the shelter again, Amanda picked up the phone. Only this time, Amanda heard something different on the other end of the line: joy. Shaky, tear-filled, can't-even-get-the-words-out joy. Jasper had been found.

That afternoon, our Admissions team reunited Jasper with his mom. There were tears (on both ends of the leash), tail wags, and one big doggie sigh of relief. But before heading home, Jasper's mom made a decision that we think deserves a gold star for responsible pet parenting: she asked to leave him at the shelter for just one more day so we could neuter him and give him a microchip, just in case he ever decides to take another unapproved vacation.

The next day, Jasper trotted out the door, neutered, chipped, and ready to get back to his real job: being his mom's best friend.

To Amanda, thank you for being a lifeline on the hardest days and a witness to the best kind of happy ending. To our whole call center team: thank you for answering every emotional, hopeful, and sometimes heartbreaking call with compassion. And to our Admissions team: thank you for turning tearful reunions into something even more, opportunities to make pets safer, healthier, and more secure.

Welcome home, Jasper. No more two-month vacations, okay?

05/07/2025

Still Recovering From the Fireworks? Yeah… Your Pet Is Too.

Last night, you were either ooh-ing and aah-ing at fireworks… or hiding in the bathtub with your dog while he cried into your hoodie. No judgment. We all celebrated Independence Day differently.

If your pet is still acting like the world ended (because, in their mind, it did), that’s totally normal. The sky literally exploded. Again and again. For hours. They survived an apocalypse with snacks as their only defense.

Here are some gentle things to do today if your furry friend is still emotionally spiraling:

🛏️ Let them sleep.
Seriously. If they’re curled up in a blanket burrito, let them rest. They fought invisible sky monsters all night. They’re exhausted. Respect the warrior nap.

🐾 Go easy on walks.
Skip the usual five-mile hike. Today’s more of a sniff-and-stroll situation. Think: one lazy lap around the block, then back to the couch for more existential recovery.

🧠 Keep it light on the brain games.
If you usually play 5 rounds of “Find the Treat” or practice agility drills in the backyard, maybe give that a break. Hand them a chew toy, a frozen Kong, or just let them stare into the middle distance like Pedro Pascal in "The Last of Us".

🚫 No new friends today.
Now’s not the time to introduce your cousin’s new puppy or have your neighbor’s toddler “gently” pat your dog’s head. Their social battery is at 3%. Let them recharge in peace.

💗 Offer love, but on their terms.
Some pets will want snuggles. Others might need a little space and a safe hiding spot. Either way, be soft. Be patient. Be the emotional support human they deserve.

✨ The takeaway: Recovery takes time.
If you felt a little frazzled after the fireworks, imagine how it felt for them. Give them a few days, extra snacks, and lots of grace, and they’ll be back to their goofy, zoomie-filled selves soon enough.

Hang in there, and give your little apocalypse survivor a kiss for us.

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Humane Society of the Pikes Peak Region is the largest nonprofit animal shelter in southern Colorado. We help nearly 28,000 animals every year. HSPPR is a local, independent nonprofit that relies on donations from individuals and foundations to fund its many humane programs. For more information, visit www.hsppr.org.

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