Katy's Dog Sanctuary

WHO WE ARE

Katy's is a home-based sanctuary on 3 acres, that provides a loving home for old and special-needs dogs. We believe every dog deserves a safe, loving home, free from physical and mental neglect and abuse. We believe old and special-needs dogs deserve a life of quality, to be loved and cared for as long as they live. We evaluate each new dog and take care of not only their medical needs, but also their emotional needs. Many of our dogs have been through heartbreaking events and need time and love to recover and trust again. Our goal is for each of our dogs to be happy, to know they are loved and cared for, and to make their golden years as wonderful as we can.  They deserve it.

Caring for our dogs brings us much love and laughter. However, it also takes a lot of hard work and a lot of money. Our highest expense is veterinary bills.  This includes visits, shots, tests, surgeries, medication, heartworm preventative, flea/tick meds and prescription food.   Of course, our dogs also need what every dog needs - a soft bed, toys and treats 😊!  We currently have 50 dogs, including 6 unexpected  pups.

We rely solely on donations and your support during Texoma Gives is so very critical. Our budget is $50,000 per year, and this is our biggest fundraiser.  We have an all-volunteer staff, so all donations go directly to the care and happiness of our dogs.  Please help us to continue caring for these wonderful dogs.  We are so grateful for any amount you can give.

See our stories below and check out the gallery for more pictures.

BOBO – The Ambassador

Bobo is 19 and has spent many years with us. Before he became too frail, he was our ambassador – he would welcome and put to ease any new dog that we brought home.  He has never met a person or dog he didn’t like.   He would visit nursing home residents and they loved him.  He is truly the perfect lap dog as he will not beg for your attention or jump up on you, but just lay beside you and wait for you to give him your love.  His favorite thing to do when he was getting love, is to rub his face on the bed/couch and hear us say “don’t rub your dirty face on my bed” – he gets so excited teasing us.  He actually taught several of our other little dogs to do the same thing!   About 6 months ago Bobo had his first seizure, which can be a very bad sign for an old dog, but he wasn’t ready to leave us just yet.   He is an old man now and mainly wants to sleep and eat.  He used to love to roam around the yard, but now I have to walk with him to get him to potty and exercise a little. But that’s okay as we want to spend as much time with him as possible. He is very spoiled, with chicken in his food and a bite of anything good we are eating.   Which is just what our old man deserves.

IN MEMORY

We lost our Prissy Pants this year. She was special to me - independent, tough and fearless, even though she was almost blind and couldn't hear well!  She didn't want to sleep in the little dog room, she wanted to be in my bed with the big dogs. She could see shapes, so we would play in the bed and she would try to get the monster - my hand 😊. She would growl and pounce . We had so much fun together. She didn't let any dog mess with her. She and Louie (a yorkie who also thinks he's a big dog) had many a barking match. She was a nightmare for Karole our groomer, and for us when giving her medicine-  she fought like a tiger!  We were asked to take her and Spike as their Mother had dementia and they had been neglected.  She came to us with skin/ear infections, horrible eyes (she must have had dry eyes for a long time untreated). She sadly also had a bad heart murmur. We later found out one side of her heart was greatly enlarged and she also had a tear in her heart. She took 7 heart pills a day and eye drops. We almost lost her several times over the years, but she never gave up and continued enjoying her life. She eventually lost most of her sight and couldn't play anymore, but loved her mom loving on her. Even Louie quit pestering her. We knew this day was coming as her heart got worse. Her breathing was labored and she was lethargic. Vet said there wasn't anything more we could do.  I'll miss our old little girl. She was such a blessing to me.