Blackie needs a new home: his people can't care for him any longer, due to failing health and multiple extended hospitalizations. They are talking about euthanasia vs. shelter placement, but Blackie is a perfectly healthy and placeable cat -- surely we can help him avoid an undeserved death penalty!

Blackie is a strictly indoors cat, since he's been declawed (sigh -- by the way, PLEASE don't declaw your cats! If you ever have to give them up, it makes them much harder to place!)...  

He's healthy and sweet and full of life, and will be current on shots by adoption day. He's 6-8 years old, neutered, box trained, and has lived with one family his whole life. He's lived with small dogs but not kiddos, and tends to be shy around strangers.

He's a loved cat, but his people can't care for him anymore. Please help avert this tragedy in progress, by considering adding Blackie to your family! Comment below if you might be able to adopt, or contact me by email:

If you're not able to offer Blackie a home, please share his story on all your social networks! Surely someone out there can offer this sweet cat an alternative to euthanasia.

Thanks for all you do!

Hang on, Blackie, we're gonna find you someone...

A friend answered her door last night to bad news: a neighbor said, 'I'm so sorry but I think I saw a car hit your cat..." She went searching and found this sweet guy staggering circles in a wet ditch beside the road. 

This isn't my friend's cat; we're not sure he's someone's baby or a stray, but he needs emergency care. He's got a lot of swelling around his head, and is still bleeding some from his nose and mouth... we were afraid he wouldn't survive the night -- there aren't any emergency services here, for 4-leggeds -- but he made it through and was even trying to nuzzle and 'make biscuits' this morning, when patted!

He's at the vet's right now, and based on preliminary exam nothing seems unfixably broken -- they give him a 'greater than 50%' chance of survival, which is much more optimistic than we feared!

The down side is that he'll need x-rays and hospitalization, and those expenses add up terribly quickly. :-/

We have no overhead, no salaries, and no publicity costs: every single donation to faunahope goes directly towards animal care! No donation is too small to help -- please consider helping us get this sweet cat the medical care he needs, to survive this ordeal.

Thanks for all you do! Find us on Facebook and share widely: let's heal this cat!

"Alone, we can do so little; together, we can do so much." -- Helen Keller
I stopped this little guy from running into traffic today -- the canine, that is, not the human -- *he's* on his own!

Wearing a collar but no tag, this small shaggy terrier mix was headed straight for the busiest road in my neighborhood. He came to me eagerly when I got out and called to him; he's matted and very skinny, but hopefully has people who are looking for him. 

Lil' Bit is hanging with the vet overnight, while I contact local media to try to find his family. Fingers crossed, everyone!

If we can't find his folks, and you can possibly foster or adopt, please let me know! And for those of you in Southeast AR, if you know anyone looking for a lost gray-and-brown shaggy young adult male terrier mix... please do the same. :-/
Faunahope cofounders encountered an injured raven today, flailing on the highway shoulder between high-speed traffic and a construction wall. She's now in the kind hands of Second Chance Wildlife Center, with wings intact and no evident internal injury but at least one leg badly damaged.

With any wild bird rescue, the odds aren't good; but there's at least a chance she's save-able even if not rehab-able for release. Worst-case scenario, she won't die slowly in pain and panic.

Dawn spotted her as we returned from dropping off future FHI exec (sweet son Trevor) at the airport, for return to dorm life after coming home for Dawn's wedding yesterday. We  didn't see the bird in time to stop without causing an accident, so turned around at the next exit.

When we reached her again, she had stopped flailing and was huddled on the concrete, facing the cement wall. There was a brief moment of roadside toplessness -- caught foolishly on the road without bird-saving gear, we needed to recruit clothing to the task. Dawn was wearing light layers, but my pullover was heavier and larger -- more suited to wild animal restraint.

Wardrobes adjusted, we approached carefully with a two-tiered rescue strategy, afraid we'd scare her into traffic and make things worse. Luckily I was able to gently cover her with my shirt, wrap her loosely, and return to the car without high drama.

Note: all wild animals are potentially dangerous. Don't try to rescue any wild creature, or put it in your car, unless you have training in handling hurt animals; any time you do so, it's the same as giving informed consent to whatever happens next. Right now, while you're thinking of it: seek out wildlife rescue organizations near you, and enter their contact information in your phone. Many times the safest option for you AND the animal is to call for professional help!

But that's not what we did in this case, since there were two of us with hurt-wildling experience; also, we thought (wrongly, I'm glad to say) that Second Chance was closed on Sundays.

The beautiful bird was alert, but surprisingly calm -- probably shock played a role, but we didn't have any trouble on the drive to the animal shelter. They have a networking relationship with Second Chance, and Dawn has left wildlings there for transport to the rescue center in the past.

But this time, shelter staff told us they weren't sure Second Chance would take the bird (by now being called Elvira) for rescue and rehab, due to the state of her leg(s). They suggested we take her to them ourselves, to discuss options in case rehab/ release isn't possible.

We were thrilled to find that indeed the wildlife rescue center is open on Sundays, and staffed by folks with kind and gentle hands -- with a beautiful painting on the wall that seemed put there just for us:

Elvira is resting comfortably, alert and without evident distress. We explained our concern that she be cared for even if she's save-able but not releasable, and were advised to call back to talk with the vet around 2:00 today. We'll see what happens; odds aren't good, but we did the best we could for her. 

She's in good hands, and we are deeply appreciative of the folks at Second Chance Wildlife Rescue Center for being there when we needed backup! If you're looking for a worthy nonprofit donatee (BESIDES FHI!), Second Chance does excellent work.

Help us hope for the best, for Elvira; and do let me know if (hypothetically) you might have room to adopt a one-legged raven, should the need arise!

In finest 'Crazy Cat Lady' tradition, I have been collecting needy felines left and right for the Humane Society spay/ neuter clinic next week -- and in all humility, I have to say I'm pleased with the results so far!

One lovely ex-stray soon-to-be-ex-tomcat was extracted from a bad situation, involving a**hole human behavior and a BB gun. <deep deep scowl!> He's black with white hind toes, like he tiptoed through some fence paint... formerly known as 'Blackie,' now trying out the handle 'Crown Vic' in honor of his cop-car color scheme. He's a very affectionate fellow, and will be eminently adoptable once we take care of that whole 'tom' situation.

And in a major cat-whisperer coup, I have successfully corralled the little family of wildling felines living in my neighbor's drainpipe -- on the first try, no less! Mamacat plus three itty-bitty-kitcats are spending the night in a jumbo dog crate tonight, then moving to my chief executive rescue assistant Maria's cat-partment until Vet Day.

Mama is a small gray kitty, with a front leg that's crooked from an untreated break, sometime in her past. She is terribly shy, though she's improved in human tolerance over the last couple months. She still won't let us touch her, but will allow humans within 2-3' of the food bowl without too much out-freaking. We initially called her 'Mississippi,' because of her distinctive crookedness; but her opinion of humans warranted an H-for-M substitution -- now she's 'Hississippi'! She may become a trap-neuter-release kitty: we'll see how she does, but right now she's still pretty skittish.

Her babies -- two gray tabbies and one black -- look about 5-6 weeks old, and I've been allowed to pat one of them, once, very briefly. They're completely untouched otherwise, and share mom's view of humans; but they're young enough to tame, and I think they'll be placeable in a couple of weeks.

They are NOT happy with me right now! And there are entirely too many cats on my carport, not to mention at Maria's cat-partment.

BUT: less breeding homeless cats in our neighborhood, coming up shortly!

And hopefully more love and less misery, for the ones already in the world.

I'll post pics ASAP, when everyone is less stressed out/ less likely to mind flash photography!

If you're able, please consider donating to Faunahope to help us get these guys the medical care they need, in order to become adoptable kitties.

Thank you!

His name is Oliver Whisk -- Oliver 'cause he's always asking for another bowl of soup (figuratively speaking). His first name was 'Whiskers,' so dubbed by future Faunahope executive 1-st grader Autumn.  :-) 

Oliver was starving in a ditch at Burns Park when stumbled upon by Autumn, Caleb, and repeat cat-rescuer/ future Faunahope officer (i hope!) Sarah P.
Oliver ate continuously for about an hour and a half, his first night with us; then slept by the food bowl, purring. He is MADE of love, and only wants to be with people, in laps or curled up nearby!

This little guy was hard to let go, but our home isn't the best placement for him. The BEST family for him is the one he joined today: congratulatios Oliver, and congratulations Lea and Ito!

"When you adopt a cat, two lives are richer." (or, sometimes, three!) -- some wise person. :-)
Breed specific legislation (BSL) often sentences perfectly nice, non-problem dogs to death, for nothing but the crime of being born to a certain breed. 

Such legislation helps no one, and harms many: mean people make mean dogs.. So punish THEM! BSL is stupid, pointless, and cruel.

Please sign and share, to help a family victimized by BSL:

Thank you!
Yesterday, two of my nearest dearest friends went above and beyond the call of duty: they took in Murphy-pup for the second time.

Fostering an animal in need, ONE time around, is an amazingly wonderful thing to do; twice is hero territory, if you ask me!!

Murphy was one of seven pups born to a sweet stray mom, that we've been working on placing for almost a year now. As of last month, we had mama-dog and all but two pups settled in forever-homes; Murphy and two brothers were living with Faunahope co-founder Dawn, while we tried to find them permanent homes. But they'd reached the point where they were getting too big and boisterous to be managed well together. The pups had also started bickering with each other in an escalating pattern, and clearly needed more one-on-one family time to become well-socialized and civilized canine good citizens.

I brought sweet Otto-pup home with me, to stay; and Dawn is keeping Huckleberry. We thought we had a good adoptive dad lined up for Murphy, but apartment and work issues have interfered. Once Huckle is settled into the family routine beyond the limits of the puppy-zone, Dawn can reintroduce Murphy to her dog-family in a more manageable way -- training one at a time is more feasible than civilizing two adolescents at once!

Either way, whether or not his planned placement manifests, Murphy will have a forever-home within the next couple months. But with the situation becoming more stressful daily, for both humans and pups, we desperately needed a temporary place for him to be.

Keli and Roger were kind enough to give Murphy a safe place to be, during a transitional period when he was about three months old. They have generously opened their home to him once more, and we are deeply grateful.

Thank you, Hall family! Your patience and generosity are inspiring. You don't know how much it means to us to have your help and support -- if we can do anything to make the fostering period smoother, please ask! Thank you, thank you, thank you (etc. to infinity)! :-)
In website development news, Faunahope, Inc. is now a tax-exempt 501(c)3 organization WITH the ability to accept tax-free donations online! Our home page now features a shiny new donation button, up and running and ready for action!

Unlike those larger organizations, we pay no staff to do anything... we're small enough that every single dollar is spent just trying not to go into negative numbers! :-P

Unless and until we grow large enough to hire non-volunteer staff or service providers, every single dollar contributed to Faunahope through this site will go directly towards animal care.

If you have the will to help but not the time to foster, or the heart but not the space to adopt, please consider helping stray and rescued animals by contributing to Faunahope.

'Like,' tweet, email, and otherwise share this site with the world, if you support what we're up to over here!

Donations in any amount are incredibly appreciated.

Thanks for all you do!

Our very first officially sanctioned feline rescue project moved ahead by leaps and bounds this week. Merle is now a healthy, shots-current, neutered adult male cat -- friendly and litter-trained and ready for a loving home!

Merle has spent the last two weeks in the excellent feline resort spa known as my awesome neighbor Maria's 'cat-partment' -- an insulated air-conditioned structure built onto the back of her house, specifically for stray cat rescue purposes. Before that, he was starved and matted and skittish, suffering from an eye infection as well as a respiratory infection -- and intermittently fathering white fluffy kittens all over the neighborhood.

After two weeks on eye drops and antibiotics, yesterday he became an ex-tom-cat! He's healthy again and ready for a forever-home. Spending all this time under Maria's loving care, Merle has become very affectionate and friendly, and will make someone a great companion!

Merle looks like a Persian cat, with an adorable fat fluffy face and haughty air (yes, even by feline standards!). We had to have him extensively groomed, because he was in such a sorry matted state; they had to trim his coat down short, since he was such a mess -- except the groomer (for reasons unknown) left a hilarious little pom-pom poof at the tip of his tail... right now, he kinda looks like a bossy Dr. Seuss creature!

BUT: he's going to be a beautiful cat once his fur grows back, and he puts on another couple pounds to reach his ideal (vs. starved-stray) weight. He probably needs an indoor home, just because of his high-maintenance longhairiness... but he hasn't shown any behavior problems at all, and is completely lovey-dovey now that he's not scared of humans anymore.

If you have room in your heart and home for a feline friend, please contact me at

Also, Merle's veterinary care cost more than we'd hoped, due to his many issues... if you would like to help defray his medical bills, please notice we have a 'Donate' button now, on the Faunahope home page! Any and all help, in any amount, is appreciated more than you know.

At this stage of the Faunahope project, 100% of donations through this site will be used for direct animal care.

Thanks for all you do!

And adopt Merle. That is all. :-)