Rose

Hi, I’m Rose — and I think it’s finally my turn. <br/><br/>For a long time, I didn’t know what safety felt like. I was just a small black shadow on the streets, with a belly full of kittens and no one looking out for me. <br/><br/>Every day was about surviving — not thriving. But I fought. I stayed strong. Because I had little lives depending on me.<br/><br/>My babies? They all found homes. Every single one of them. I was so happy for them — but once they were gone, it was just… me again. Alone. Until someone finally saw me for who I am, beyond the scruffy fur and tired eyes.<br/><br/>They brought me to safety, and now I’m learning what it means to be cared for. Really cared for. At first, I was scared. I had to be tough for so long — you don’t just let your guard down overnight. But give me a little time and some gentle love, and oh… you’ll see the real me.<br/><br/>I’m a flirty little thing once I feel safe. I’ll roll over and show you my belly (yes, it’s a trap, but a cute one). I’ll bat my lashes and stretch like I’m on a runway. I’m petite, but my heart? It’s enormous. I want to love you. I just need you to be patient while I remember how.<br/><br/>I’m about 2 years old now, and I think I’ve earned the right to be somebody’s princess. I’ve been a warrior long enough. I want a sunny window, a warm lap, a soft voice calling my name. I want to be spoiled, cherished, adored.<br/><br/>Will you be the one who sees the beauty behind the story? The one who gives me the forever I’ve never had?<br/><br/>I’m Rose. I’ve bloomed through the cracks. Now I just need a garden to grow in<br/><br/><br/> <br/><br/>If interested please go to our web site and fill out an adoption application at: thepetrefuge.org and print and fill it out and email back to ShelterManager@thepetrefuge.org.. Filling out a adoption application is the first step.. . Currently, visits to the shelter are by appointment only for approved applications, so please fill out an application, then email it into us . Or, if you prefer, you can print it out on paper, fill it out, and drop it off. The manager will be in touch with you about an appointment for a visit, once your application has been approved. We also invite you to follow us on Facebook under Pet Refuge, and Tiktok under petrefugenk.

Hi, I’m Rose — and I think it’s finally my turn.

For a long time, I didn’t know what safety felt like. I was just a small black shadow on the streets, with a belly full of kittens and no one looking out for me.

Every day was about surviving — not thriving. But I fought. I stayed strong. Because I had little lives depending on me.

My babies? They all found homes. Every single one of them. I was so happy for them — but once they were gone, it was just… me again. Alone. Until someone finally saw me for who I am, beyond the scruffy fur and tired eyes.

They brought me to safety, and now I’m learning what it means to be cared for. Really cared for. At first, I was scared. I had to be tough for so long — you don’t just let your guard down overnight. But give me a little time and some gentle love, and oh… you’ll see the real me.

I’m a flirty little thing once I feel safe. I’ll roll over and show you my belly (yes, it’s a trap, but a cute one). I’ll bat my lashes and stretch like I’m on

Hi, I’m Rose — and I think it’s finally my turn.

For a long time, I didn’t know what safety felt like. I was just a small black shadow on the streets, with a belly full of kittens and no one looking out for me.

Every day was about surviving — not thriving. But I fought. I stayed strong. Because I had little lives depending on me.

My babies? They all found homes. Every single one of them. I was so happy for them — but once they were gone, it was just… me again. Alone. Until someone finally saw me for who I am, beyond the scruffy fur and tired eyes.

They brought me to safety, and now I’m learning what it means to be cared for. Really cared for. At first, I was scared. I had to be tough for so long — you don’t just let your guard down overnight. But give me a little time and some gentle love, and oh… you’ll see the real me.

I’m a flirty little thing once I feel safe. I’ll roll over and show you my belly (yes, it’s a trap, but a cute one). I’ll bat my lashes and stretch like I’m on a runway. I’m petite, but my heart? It’s enormous. I want to love you. I just need you to be patient while I remember how.

I’m about 2 years old now, and I think I’ve earned the right to be somebody’s princess. I’ve been a warrior long enough. I want a sunny window, a warm lap, a soft voice calling my name. I want to be spoiled, cherished, adored.

Will you be the one who sees the