Auburn Area Animal Rescue Foundation

04/02/2025

04/01/2025

We hate to sound like a broken record BUT WE ARE OVERFLOWING! We need adopters and foster homes.

We have so many wonderful, amazing and awesome animals all waiting for a place to call home. We have over 100 animals in the shelter currently after receiving 23 cats from Animal Control, with many more already in foster care.

You don't have much room? maybe you do have room for a senior cat, one that stays to themselves and isn't any trouble. 😴

No time? Maybe a senior dog or one of our bonded pairs would fit your life style? Seniors don't require extensive exercise and bonded pairs entertain themselves! 🐾

Do you need an activity partner? We have lots of energetic pals that would love to tag along. 🏃🚣‍♀️🚴‍♀️

A ranch buddy? We have those too! Dogs that need an activity or a job. Barn cats to keep your rodent population down. 🤠

MAYBE YOU CAN GIVE A DOG A BREAK - Foster families needed!

530-471-5041
www.sammiesfriends.org

03/30/2025

What you're witnessing is Joseph Wachira saying goodbye to Sudan - the LAST male northern white rhino on Earth - moments before he took his final breath.

For millions of years, these magnificent creatures roamed our planet. Now? This single image by Ami Vitale captured the exact moment we lost them forever.

Sudan didn't die from poaching or habitat loss. He died from age-related complications, protected and loved by his human guardians who desperately hoped his species could somehow be saved.

When this award-winning photo was taken, Joseph wasn't just comforting an animal. He was apologizing on behalf of all humanity.

Because when we lose a species, Nightfam, we don't just lose an animal. We lose a piece of ourselves - a living reminder that our actions have consequences that echo for eternity.

Sudan's story isn't over though. Scientists are working with his preserved cells, fighting to bring his kind back from extinction. But wouldn't it be better if we protected what we have before it's reduced to frozen samples in a lab?

Let this image be more than just another sad story in your feed. Let it be your wake-up call.

What other irreplaceable treasures are we willing to lose before we finally act?



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03/28/2025

I love Cats
ɪ lᴏvᴇ Caᴛꜱ,

03/21/2025

"The house feels different now—quieter, emptier, as though the walls themselves are holding their breath, waiting for a sound that will never come. The spaces where he used to be are the most noticeable: the corner by the couch where his bed once sat, now just a blank patch of floor; the doorway where he would linger, tail wagging, as if deciding whether to follow or stay; the kitchen tiles where his water bowl used to leave a faint ring of condensation. Even the sunlight streaming through the windows seems colder, thinner, as if it, too, has lost something vital.
There’s no rhythmic clicking of nails on hardwood, no soft jingle of a collar, no warm weight leaning against your leg as you stand at the counter. The air doesn’t carry the faint, familiar scent of him—earthy and sweet, like old blankets and sunshine. The silence is heavy, oppressive, broken only by the occasional creak of the house settling, a sound that once would have gone unnoticed but now feels like an intrusion.
His absence is everywhere. The couch feels too big without him sprawled across it, his head resting on the armrest. The backyard, once alive with his bounding energy, is just a patch of grass now, still and lifeless. Even the toys scattered in odd corners—a chewed-up tennis ball under the table, a frayed rope bone near the stairs—seem like relics of a time that’s slipped away too quickly.
The house was never just a house when he was here. It was a home, alive with his presence, his joy, his love. Now, it’s just a structure again, four walls and a roof, waiting for a heartbeat that no longer fills the space. And though the memories linger—his head tilting at the sound of a treat bag, the way he’d sigh contentedly as he curled up at your feet—they’re not enough to fill the void he left behind. The house is empty, and so, it seems, is everything else."

03/15/2025

Bag of Nails, Bristol

When James first opened his pub in Bristol, he had no idea it would become a cat haven.

He was simply looking for a place to serve great beer and good company.

But as time went by, stray kittens began showing up at his doorstep, hungry and seeking shelter.

At first, he didn’t mind—they made the place feel warmer, more homely.

Over time, the number of cats increased, and so did the regular customers who came just to see them.

Eventually, James realized he had something special: Bristol’s first cat pub. The pub was filled with love, laughter, and purrs, and it became a beloved spot for both beer enthusiasts and cat lovers alike.

***For anyone wondering, this pub is located in Bristol, United Kingdom. The name is “The Bag of Nails”. Thank you - Isabella Baca

03/15/2025

03/06/2025

03/04/2025

RECALL ALERT - Wild Coast Raw is recalling lots of frozen Boneless Free Range Chicken Formula raw pet food for cats because it has the potential to be contaminated with Highly Pathogenic Avian Influenza (HPAI) H5N1 also known as bird flu. H5N1 can be transmitted to animals eating contaminated product.

The product, 16oz and 24oz frozen Boneless Free Range Chicken Formula raw pet food for cats, was distributed to pet food retailers in Washington State and Oregon. The product is frozen in a small round white plastic container with a green label.

The affected lots are identified by a sticker on the lid with a number of #22660, #22653, #22641, #22639, #22672 and #22664 with a Best Buy date of 12/25. The recall is widened to include any raw material sharing similar production dates and lot codes as #22660 and #22664. These two lot codes were included in the WSDA’s public health alert on 2/14. MORE: https://bit.ly/3F098BX

02/25/2025

The Humane Society of the United States has changed its name to Humane World for Animals, but it still runs 0 pet shelters and remains unaffiliated with local humane societies.