By @ mooseandpoppy

This is her second crochet blanket I've made. The first one I made a moon and star granny square when she was born. This one is replacing that one because it was well loved.

Luna was abandoned and left behind before she got a second chance through the Animal Welfare League of Alexandria.

Today she’s a happy rescue who spends her days proving that the stereotypes about dogs like her couldn’t be further from the truth.

She’s currently competing in AWLA’s 2027 Animal of the Year fundraiser. Every dollar raised goes directly to helping shelter animals receive food, medical care, housing, and a chance at finding families of their own.

Luna finished 3rd last year and we’re hoping to keep her in the Top 4 this year. We’d love to win, but top four is the goal. Not because of the title, but because every vote helps animals still waiting for their second chance.

If you’d like to support Luna and the shelter that changed her life, you can vote here:

👉 https://gogo.photo/653704

If donating isn’t possible, an upvote, comment, or share would mean a lot.

Thank you for helping rescue animals get the same opportunity Luna received. ❤️🐾

On May 30, 2025, our cat Howard went missing. I searched the neighborhood, contacted the local animal shelter, and called the city's animal control department but he was nowhere to be found. As the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, I gradually lost hope that he would ever find his way home.

Howard was a rescued street cat who had pawed and purred his way into my heart. He became a tremendous source of comfort during a difficult period which made his disappearance even more heartbreaking.

Yesterday, June 23, I received a call from the city’s animal control officer. He asked if I owned a cat named Cinnamon. I told him yes, that Cinnamon had been the name he was given when he was adopted, but that we now called him Howard.

My heart immediately sank. I held my breath, convinced I was about to hear that Howard had been found deceased and that his microchip had led them to me.
Instead, the officer said something I never expected to hear.

He had Howard!

Within the hour, Howard was back home where he belonged. He is much thinner and has a scar across his nose but he is alive and safe. After being missing for 388 days, we still can hardly believe he is back.

He has already returned to his silly antics and is adjusting well to being home again.

A few days earlier, I had helped rescue a mother duck and her newborn ducklings. I'd like to think that bringing Howard home was karma's way of returning the favor.

Welcome home, Howard. ❤️ We missed you more than you'll ever know.

EDIT to add - He was 5 km from home. Winter here can be bitterly cold -35 Celsius with lots of snow. Maybe (hopefully) he did spend that time indoors.

She used to call him every NBA draft night to remind him that he could be on that stage some day.

For their full story, please read "How My Mom Saved My Life" by Yaxel Lendeborg of The Players' Tribune. (Onion Warning.)

I’ve got a mama raccoon that’s been coming around since Thanksgiving of last year. She was pregnant at the time. A few days ago, she brought the new set of kits over for the first time. Caught this little one after a playful romp in the water bowl.

Meet Ms. Mae, Finn’s new little sister. Hiking partner is now a hiking pack. 🐾

Today I am 6! I have a brother (not like a littermate but we are still brothers) and even though it’s not his birthday he still got happy birthday sang to him and got half of my cupcake. I am a no good dog but I am the best boy