Hi, I’m Remy.

Yes, that Remy—the girl who spent a whole month living outside a Dollar General like it was my full-time job.

Did I apply? No.
Did I get paid? Also no.
Did I greet customers anyway? Obviously. 10/10 customer service.

But plot twist: I have been promoted.

I am now:
✔️ Fully vetted (spayed, microchipped, vaccinated, heartworm treated)
✔️ 1.5 years old, 65 lbs of pure love
✔️ A black lab mix with elite snuggling skills
✔️ Sweet, friendly, and VERY affectionate

What I’m looking for now is a forever home with:
• A couch (non-negotiable)
• Snacks (also non-negotiable)
• A human who won’t leave me working retail ever again

I’ve done my time in the parking lot. I’ve clocked in. I’ve clocked out.

Now I just want to clock into your heart and never leave 🖤

Adopt me, and I promise:
No returns. No exchanges. Just unconditional love.

– Remy (former Dollar General greeter, current professional good girl

Hi. I’m Cricket.

I know I may not have fluffy fur, perfect ears & I wear the scars of neglect & abuse. To be honest, I’m a bit of an expert on surviving things I never should’ve had to survive.

Not to brag, but I’ve:

✔️ Been starved

✔️ Been hurt by humans

✔️ Collected a few scars (okay, a lot)

✔️ Somehow… still decided people are worth loving

So yeah. As you can see from my photos, I’m a survivor.

My ears? A little “custom.”

My past? Not great.

My heart? Embarrassingly soft.

Like… “leans into your hand after knowing you for 5 minutes” soft.

I know, I know. I should probably have trust issues.

But instead, I look at people like:

👉 “Are you… the one who’s going to be nice to me forever?”

No pressure.

I’d really love to be your one and only.

Not because I’m high maintenance…

But because I’ve spent my whole life competing for survival, and I’m kind of ready to just be chosen.

I’m learning this whole “house dog” thing in foster, and honestly?

Big fan.

Soft beds? 10/10.

Kind voices? Would recommend.

Being safe? Huge upgrade.

The only thing that would make it better is to have a forever home. Of my own. And a person to love.

With a little patience—and maybe someone who understands dogs like me—I’m going to be the kind of dog that gives you their whole heart.… not because I have to, but because I finally get to.

Adoption fee sponsored. Spayed, vaccinated, microchipped.

All that’s missing…

is you.

Love,

Cricket ♥️