It's That Time Again....

Please join us for our 2nd Annual Fundraiser at The Nutty Irishman in Bay Shore on May 19th from 5-9 pm!  We had such a great time last year and thanks to all of you, raised a lot of money for the homeless animals of Islip Township.

We hope to see you there!

Join Us for An Amazing Fundraiser Event...

He's a Survivor and He's Homeless...

Timmy has not had a fair life by any means, and his plight continues.  He is still homeless.  You see, when Timmy first came into the shelter, one of his front legs had to be amputated due to injuries sustained from being a possible bait dog.  If you don't know what a bait dog is, it is a horrific existence for an animal.  Basically, in dog fighting rings, a weaker or non confrontational dog will be used to train the fighting dogs.  Many bait dogs suffer horrific injuries and, often times death.  Timmy is a very sweet, loving dog.  Having only three legs has not slowed him down one bit!  He has been in Shelter Link's care for almost a year now.  He is patiently awaiting his forever home.  Please watch Timmy's story.



We have started a Timmy campaign in our Cafe Press store.  We have devoted an entire line of products to help find Timmy a home, and also to spread the word about what happens to dogs like Timmy.  If you can't grant Timmy his wish of a forever home, perhaps you can help support Timmy by purchasing his items and spreading the word.  Shop here.

Timmy thanks you...

Santa's Helpers...

Today, the volunteers will go to the shelter to spread some Christmas cheer to our four legged friends.  New toys for all!  We'll give them some love and kisses to go with their new toys, and hope it is enough to get them through Christmas alone.  Even though they may not have homes this Christmas, they have love.  Each of these dogs at the shelter holds a special place in our hearts.

Like Harry, one of the goofiest, sweetest boys around.  He is a young boy, part Greyhound, part Shepherd, equal parts of love.  He is a happy go lucky boy, who will bring an instant smile to the faces of all those who meet him.  Don't worry Harry, we have just the toy for you. ;)

And Ollie...this boy may have seen a lot in his time, but he is still young at heart.  Ollie is gentle and loving, and just wants to make you happy.  We have just the thing for you Ollie.

And cute little Lilly.  Whose face just begs to be kissed.  We all love you, and have a special toy for you too.

Darling Raisin...we would never forget you!  You have captured all of our hearts, with your loving demeanor.  One of the best girls at the shelter.  One day soon, we hope, you will have your own family to love, but for now, you have us.  And we love you lots!

Miss Asia, with your brown and blue eyes so pretty.  You've captured our hearts too.  We could never forget you this Christmas!  We have just the thing for you too!













You see, even though these dogs may not have homes this Christmas to call their own, they have a home in each of our hearts.  They make us laugh, give us love and so much more...Santa knows where you are, and will be there soon!

Cora's Rescue...

All of us have the power to do something good for an animal this holiday season.  Whether it be adopting a pet from a local shelter, donating money, food or blankets, volunteering or rescuing a lost soul.  Animals depend on us, and we can't fail them.

Excerpts From a Cat's Diary...

Day 983 of my captivity.

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.

They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.

The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a ‘good little hunter’ I am. Bastards.

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of ‘allergies.’ I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage..

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow — but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released – and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.

The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now………

This was too funny not to share.  Thank you Maryann for finding it!

A Shelter Dog's Christmas Wish...

Tis the night before Christmas and all through the town, The shelter is full - we are lost, but not found.

Our names are hung on our kennels so bare, we hope every minute that someone will care. They'll come to adopt us and give us the call, "Come here, Max and Sparkie - come fetch your new ball!!

But for now we sit here and think of the days, we were treated so fondly - we had cute, baby ways. Once we were little, then we grew and we grew, now we're no longer young and we're no longer new.

So out the back door we were thrown like the trash, they reacted so quickly - why were they so rash? We "jump on the children, don't come when they call", we "bark when they leave us", or "climb over the wall". We should have been neutered, we should have been spayed, now we suffer the consequence mistakes that THEY made.

If only they'd trained us, if only we knew... we'd have done what they asked us and worshipped them, too.

We were left in the backyard, or worse -let to roam- now we're tired and lonely and out of a home. They dropped us off here and they kissed us good-bye... They said "Maybe someone else will give you a try." So now here we are, all confused and alone... in a shelter with others who long for a home.

The kind workers come through with a meal and a pat, but with so many to care for, they can't stay long to chat, They move to the next kennel, giving each of us cheer...we know that they wonder how long we'll be here. We lay down to sleep and sweet dreams fill our heads, of a home filled with love and our own cozy beds. Then we wake to see sad eyes, brimming with tears, our friends filled with emptiness, worry, and fear.

If you can't adopt us and there's no room at the Inn - could you help with the bills and fill our food bin? We count on your kindness each day of the year, can you give more than hope to everyone here? The shelter that cares for us wants us to live, and more of us will, if more people will give.

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