Ladonia Shelter

12/02/2025

Not everyone needs a partner to live happily ever after. Some of us just need a dog or 2 or 3

11/30/2025

Available for lease in the near future Ralph Hall Lake town. Endless possibilities! A Coffee shop with a retail niche would be perfect in The McFarland, comes with 1 full bathroom & 1 half bth. Full kitchen.1850 sqft of open loft space. Tile floors, brick walls,16ft ceilings of original bead board. Stain glass store front windows. Church light fixtures, Floor to ceiling windows.The other 2 units also have brick walls.With the lake coming be the first to have a bait & tackle shop. Constant highway 50 traffic. Please message us for more information. Make that dream you've been holding on for a while A Reality!!!

11/30/2025

11/29/2025

In the heart of Ladonia, Texas, retail space is available for lease, featuring three units, including two 500 sqft spaces. The McFarland building boasts 1850 sqft of open loft space, with prime Highway 50 frontage. As Ladonia flourishes into a thriving lake town, with the completion of Ralph Hall Lake's bridge and dam, the prospects are endless. Bring your vision to life!

For more information please message us on this page and We will reply as soon as possible.
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11/28/2025

11/27/2025

Happy Thansgiving friends!

11/26/2025

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11/26/2025

11/26/2025

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11/24/2025

A year ago, crews sifted through the ruins of a house fire and found a puppy the size of a glove—burned, barely breathing, more ash than fur. They didn’t tag him for transport. They carried him back to the station and named him Jake.

Night after night, the firefighters became nurses—salve on raw skin, gauze for blisters, drops of water on a cracked tongue. The pup who couldn’t stand learned to plant his feet. Then to shuffle. Then to chase the light on the bay floor when the engine doors rolled open. Every time a siren wound up, his tail did too.

He stopped being a rescue and became family—riding the rig, curling up on bunker coats, nudging a hand after the hard calls when words wouldn’t come. The scars stayed; the fear didn’t.

When the chief pinned a small badge to Jake’s collar and swore him in as the house’s first K9 member, the room went quiet in that way firehouses do—steel and smoke and a lump in every throat. The dog who’d survived the flames now stood shoulder to shoulder with the people who run into them.

To the crew, he isn’t a mascot. He’s proof.
That from soot, something brave can rise.
That after the worst night, there’s a heartbeat waiting to be heard again.

11/24/2025

May all these savages suffer & rott in jail. Throw away the key. 🤬🤬🤬