#VOKRA

[fancykraken]

Help Penelope on Her Road to Recovery!

The cat rescue I used to volunteer for needs some help raising money to cover the cost of Penelope's surgery. I know that times are hard for everyone, including myself, so even a reblog would be much appreciated. There are 12 days left to reach their goal of $4,700 CAD.

You can donate via the Facebook Fundraiser

Or through the general donations link on the VOKRA website

About Penelope:

Help Penelope on Her Road to Recovery! We're reaching out with a heartwarming yet challenging story about Penelope, a courageous kitten with a fighting spirit. Penelope's journey began when her Mother was found scavenging for food. Soon after, she gave birth to three kittens, with Penelope being the tiniest and bravest of them all. Despite her small size, Penelope never let her challenges define her. She was always the first to play, climb, and explore. However, as she grew, so did her discomfort. An X-ray revealed a shocking discovery: Penelope had a fractured femur.

Her Road to Recovery Penelope recently underwent a crucial surgery to reconstruct her femur, involving screws, a rod, and bone lengthening. This surgery was essential for her to live a normal, pain-free life. The cost of Penelope's surgery and care has been significant - with the surgery alone coming to over $4700. VOKRA, being a non-profit organization, relies heavily on donations to continue our work with cats in need.

How You Can Help We're launching a fundraiser to help cover the costs of Penelope's surgery and ongoing care, including her laser therapy and pain management. By contributing, you're not just helping Penelope; you're supporting the mission of VOKRA to rescue and rehabilitate cats like her.

Follow Her Journey We will be sharing updates, photos, and videos of Penelope's progress – from her pre-operation days to her post-surgery recovery. Watch her transform back into the lively kitten she's meant to be!

Please Donate Today Every dollar makes a difference. No amount is too small. Together, we can ensure Penelope and many others like her get the chance at a happy and healthy life. Thank you for your kindness and support.

#Penelope #cat #cats #kittens #cat rescue #donation #fundraiser #VOKRA #support

[padawansuggest]

Obi-Wan: *waiting in the healing halls for a healer to come see him and Anakin* 😐

Anakin: *is only 10, just stuck 5 jelly beans up his nose cause him and Aayla wanted to see how many would fit* 🤡

Bant: *getting handed Anakin’s chart and feeling sadder and sadder as she goes through it* Again?

Che: Yes. I don’t think I can handle his little wheezes without either yelling or laughing at him.

Bant: Yeah. That’s fair 😔

#star wars #obi wan kenobi #incorrect star wars quotes #anakin skywalker #bant eerin #vokra Che #it’s my headcanon baby Ani stuck things up his nose #baby Obi bit everyone especially those he loved

[lhazaar]

there's a stray kitten hanging around lately (much to crowbar's disgust) and yesterday i gave him an entire can of fancy feast and he started trying to follow me to the door ;-; he has the tiniest little meow in the whole wide world and big baby paws and the face of a wizened old man. and also fleas

#bark bark #the apartment is torn on tnr/give him to vokra or similar/'can we afford another cat...' #cats -

[jammyness]

I'm going livestream cat sketches by donation! This Friday 6.2 at 8pm PST!

For a few years now I've been fostering cats through an organization called VOKRA (Vancouver Orphan Kitten Rescue). This year I'm participating in their annual walkathon! I thought it would be fun to also do some sketches to thank those who took the time to donate.

How to get a cat sketch:

STEP 1: Make a donation directly to VORKA at my campaign page

STEP 2: Send me an email jam @ jammyness . com :

Include "Draw4Kitties" in the subject line

Include a screenshot of your donation confirmation + amount.

Attach a photo of the kitty you'd like me to draw.

That's it!

If you'd like to join me as I draw these requests live, I will be livestreaming at my twitch channel from 8am PST until I get too sleepy on Friday June 2!

You can donate at any time before the stream, and if you can't attend the livedraw, that's ok! I will email you the finished drawing :)

The kitties say thank you!!!!

#cats #livestream #twitch #livedraw #charity stream

[himiamx]

Happy Black Cat Appreciation Day *

Yes, the date for this exists each year to bring awareness.

Black cats are often the most overlooked in animal shelters.

Help dispel the myths and save their lives. I am so glad Zuko was rescued and that we adopted him from VOKRA

He is a HIM fan

ha ~ (Tara)

[cutetubevideos]

Here are little kittens and dogs napping comfortably by the warm fireplace. The Littlefoot kittens are named Cera, Ducky, Petrie and Spike who are fostered with The Vancouver Orphan Kitten Rescue (Vokra). Too much cuteness!

#cute animals #pets

[silverwolf1977]

This was yesterday. We walked around the neighbourhood and passed the VOKRA building again. I really don’t get her obsession. She throws her weight down because she doesn’t want to leave. She doesn’t even like cats! #ladyclarisse #stinkerbell #weirddog #ladyclarissebycamembertdeporgmorningstarofalphacentauri https://www.instagram.com/p/Ch2PJmqLNeo/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#ladyclarisse #stinkerbell #weirddog #ladyclarissebycamembertdeporgmorningstarofalphacentauri

[vokrakitty-blog]

Rigby

#adopt don't shop #vokra #kitty #play

[tavernnetwork-blog]

| July 22 | The Fool | . Look at the world with fresh, new eyes! You are ready to dive into you're next adventure; your imagination is limitless and is ready to become a reality. Don't worry about the plans and just try living in the moment. Life is an experience! It's not always about the physical material things. Let go of your expectations and preconceptions and just go with the flow. You never know what you may experience or learn! The time has come for you to be care-free and learn yourself in a new and exciting way! . Deck: The Considerate Cat by @madeleineillustration . . #fool #consideratecat #madeleineillustration #vokra #summer #july #witch #witchesofinstagram #witchesofoceanside #witchcraft #magick #magickpracticioner #tarot #divination #dailydraw #tarotoftheday #oracleoftheday #rootsoftherose #oceansidelocal #oceansideca #sandiego #lovewhatyoudo #original https://www.instagram.com/p/B0OLJX9HqWL/?igshid=16w22vm8yy05d

#fool #consideratecat #madeleineillustration #vokra #summer #july #witch #witchesofinstagram #witchesofoceanside #witchcraft #magick #magickpracticioner #tarot #divination #dailydraw #tarotoftheday #oracleoftheday #rootsoftherose #oceansidelocal #oceansideca #sandiego #lovewhatyoudo #original

[athenaliu]

🐱 Vikki the Ninja 🐱 #MeetAthenasCats Eraser Stamp Collection: No. 4/5 🔹Vikki looks like a sweet beautiful princess, but she is always surprising me with her ninja skills. She can balance on top of the back of my armchair and walk as if she’s on ground; she knows how to climb our curtain; she can always find a way through the space below our bed, no matter how tight we have stuffed there with boxes. When she’s not practicing ninja skills, she likes to cuddle with her brother and listen to music. #eraserstamp #handcrafted #kittens #cat #catsofinstagram #rubberstamps #rubberstamp #stampcarving #stampcollection #wip #artist #etsy #etsyshop #けしごむはんこ #消しゴムハ��コ #ねこ #猫 #ハンコ #vokra #vancouver (at Kitsilano) https://www.instagram.com/p/Borotq5hOrH/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=bqeh71kz2hfq

#meetathenascats #eraserstamp #handcrafted #kittens #cat #catsofinstagram #rubberstamps #rubberstamp #stampcarving #stampcollection #wip #artist #etsy #etsyshop #けしごむはんこ #消しゴムハンコ #ねこ #猫 #ハンコ #vokra #vancouver

[holliegriffin]

#nefertitirazorclaw doing her thang #vokra #adopted we should of named her shredder. She loves paper.

#nefertitirazorclaw #adopted #vokra

[fancykraken]

Back in November the cat rescue organization I use to volunteer at started a fundraiser where you could buy their foster cats an advent calendar (full of cat specific treats/toys). You don’t know who your calendar is going to but they would let you know after they were sent out. I just got an email about the kitty that received mine:

Lilibet is quite regal so she is named after Queen Elizabeth. She and her kittens were recently found running around a Canadian tire store, causing havoc, setting off the alarms etc. but the staff could not catch them. Vokra trappers came in and trapped them. Lilibet and kittens are now in separate fosters. Lilibet is a lovely, sweet kitty who will be ready for adoption soon!

Lilibet! 🥹😭🥹😭

Please consider making a donation to VOKRA at vokra.ca for the holidays or your local/preferred animal rescue. 💖

#I hope she finds a good home #The Personal Files #cats #Lilibet #VOKRA #Vancouver #cat adoption #cat foster #pets

[sumsgreenthumbs]

Guess someone got the memo that, that is indeed a box.... #xboxone #ififitsisits #artemisandluna #blackcatsofinstagram #catstagram #vokra #houseplants #plantmagic #blackcats #dontshopadopt

#vokra #houseplants #catstagram #xboxone #dontshopadopt #blackcats #artemisandluna #plantmagic #blackcatsofinstagram #ififitsisits

[tennessoui]

18 obikin!! Amnesia fics are super fun 🍆

18. One of them wakes up with amnesia (Option A because two people sent in this prompt number and I liked both ideas I saw for it enough to not want to pick) this involves an Obi-Wan that got deaged as well as lost his memories so he's Phantom Menace Obi-Wan. no i will not be explaining. hand wavey drabble fic writing.

--

The man has not stopped staring, but something in his intense gaze makes Obi-Wan feel safe. Almost. Well. On edge, yes, but. Protected. He has the strange feeling that he’d rather be under this man’s stare than anywhere else in the entire galaxy.

But he knows he’s never seen this man before in his life, the same way that he knows he’s twenty-five and that Qui-Gon Jinn is his Master, that he’s a Jedi knight-in-training, that he hates teas with mint leaves in them, that he’ll never say no to a drink with Quinlan, that--well.

He supposes none of that stuff could be true anymore. Vokra Che, who’s a grown and certified healer master now, had told him what had happened. An older version of himself had touched something he wasn’t supposed to. The closest translation they could find to the runes on the object was that it would transform the user back to their most balanced state. Obi-Wan’s had, apparently, been at the age of twenty-five. He hadn’t recognized the name Anakin Skywalker. He had never been to Naboo.

He throws the rest of his drink back and waves to the bartender to pour him another. He’d gone straight here from the Halls of Healing. He’d had a shadow the entire way, but the man has yet to try to talk to him at all. It’s infuriating.

His Padawan braid swings into his field of vision for a second. He tosses it over his shoulder. He’d been told. Qui-Gon had died. Obi-Wan wants to not think about it at all.

There’s a brush of a Force presence that’s both familiar and completely foreign next to him. The man has finally moved to his side. Obi-Wan’s jaw ticks at his continued reticence, the way he’s observing him but not talking to him. It just simply won’t do, but Obi-Wan isn’t feeling his kindest. He doesn’t want whatever this man is offering him with his silent, dour stares and his suffocating Force signature that keeps trying to tangle itself with Obi-Wan’s own. It’s rude is what it is.

He waves down the bartender and orders a drink for the man. “If you got mint, put it in,” he tells the woman who raises an eyebrow but shrugs, one pair of her arms busy with the drink. When she gives it to him he slides it to the man next to him without even looking at him.

“What--” the man asks. “I don’t--”

“You do tonight,” Obi-Wan says bracingly, throwing back half of his own drink. “We’ve both just lost our Masters, haven’t we?”

The man beside him flinches as if Obi-Wan had skewered him with his lightsaber.

“You are him, aren’t you?” Obi-Wan lolls his head to the side to look at the man threw half-closed eyes. “My padawan.”

“Anakin,” the man says so quietly it’s almost lost to the noise of the bar. “I’m Anakin Skywalker, yeah.”

Obi-Wan takes a drink reflexively, humming in disbelief. “You don’t look like it,” he says consideringly. At Anakin’s confused look, he elaborates. “You don’t look like you could have ever been a Padawan.”

The man pulls himself up, face darkening at the perceived slight. It’s almost too easy to rile him up, but now that he has, Obi-Wan finds he has no interest in fighting this man. Quite the opposite, really. That’s...something. He can’t tell if that emotion comes from him now or the older version of him.

Either way, Obi-Wan has no desire to stand in the way of whatever storm this Anakin is building up in his head, so he turns to face him completely and pushes both hands into his blond hair, raking down the scalp gently before collecting the strands into a poor imitation of the Padawan ponytail. “That’s better, I suppose. The hair threw me off.” He lets go slowly, making sure to tug at one of the strands at the last second.

Anakin has a very strange look on his face, but he’s definitely not angry anymore. He’s even shielding much more tightly now. Obi-Wan smirks into his glass as he takes a sip. He definitely remembers that trick.

“Do you know who cut it?” he asks, catching sight of the end of his braid again. The drinks are going to his head much more quickly than he had intended. Must be all the trauma his body has gone through in the past few days. “My braid.”

“I.” Anakin stutters, caught off guard. “You did.”

Obi-Wan feels like laughing but also a bit like crying. There’s a terrifying emotion rearing its head in his chest. It threatens to swallow him whole. “Well, I suppose I never liked to stand on ceremony.”

“You cut your braid in the fresher and then called me in and braided mine,” Anakin says distantly, as if caught up in the memory. “You wouldn’t let me hold it. I thought you were so mean. But I understood at my Knighting Ceremony. It was a part of me in my hand, a...starmap of all the places I’d been and the things I’d learned during my training. And there was only one person I wanted to give it to in the whole galaxy.”

“Did you?” He asks, taking a sip to hide how important the question is, how devastating the answer could be.

“Well. Yeah. But I guess I don’t know if you kept it,” Anakin cuts his eyes away from Obi-Wan’s and runs his fingers up the long stem of his drink.

Obi-Wan chokes on a laugh. “He definitely did.”

The other man’s face settles into a frown. “You don’t know that. You’re not him.”

“I’m enough of him. I’ve got--some feelings. In my head. Impressions.”

“Of me?”

“Of how he felt about you.”

Anakin’s eyes widen and then narrow with a sudden intensity that makes Obi-Wan want to shiver. It’s like being in the eye of a storm. His hold on the delicate glass in his hand becomes dangerously tight as he leans forward into Obi-Wan’s space, as if he can’t get close enough to him.

“What do you feel when you look at me?” he asks almost breathlessly. Obi-Wan blinks, trying to figure out if he’s being seduced or not. It’s sort of working. It’s all that focus, directly on him. Obi-Wan wouldn’t mind if that’s how the night ended. But sleeping with his former padawan who he can’t remember right now doesn’t seem like the best decision he could make.

But Anakin had liked it when Obi-Wan tugged at his hair. He’d arched closer to him. And now, the distance between them has been eaten away until they’re almost pressed chest to shoulder.

“Safe,” he decides to say, even though the word feels too small. “Sad,” which is mostly true but also an oversimplification. It’s a sort of nostalgia mixed with sadness, mixed with acceptance and resignation. “Warm,” because even after being denied entry to Obi-Wan’s mind, Anakin’s force presence has curled around Obi-Wan’s like some sort of krayt dragon, content to wait and guard and treasure. He leans forward, just until his mouth brushes against the skin of Anakin’s ear. “Coveted.”

Anakin definitely shifts at that, and when Obi-Wan pulls back enough to see his face, his pupils are blown wide.

Swallowing a grin, Obi-Wan swallows the rest of his drink in one go. “Drink up,” he tells Anakin in his most demanding tone, reaching into his pockets to pull out his older self’s credits to settle the tab. “I want to go.”

Anakin obeys immediately, making a face at the taste.

They’re out in the street within a few minutes, Anakin smacking his lips as if still trying to rid himself of the flavor. “I just don’t know why you had to order me that,” he complains, falling into step on Obi-Wan’s right.

Obi-Wan pauses and leans against the very unsanitary wall of the building, spreading his legs wide enough so that Anakin can come in between them. The man doesn’t seem to notice anything different, just steps a bit closer as a crowd of loud party-goers makes their way past them.

“I wanted to see if I liked mint,” Obi-Wan shrugs, raising his hand to rest on the skin of Anakin’s neck. He can feel the way his pulse is beating incredibly fast.

“Why would my drink help you with--”

Obi-Wan rolls his eyes. He commends his older self for being able to teach this idiot anything, even though he seems to have skipped over important lessons like Recognizing When You’re Being Flirted With.

Before Anakin can finish the thought, Obi-Wan twists his other hand in Anakin’s robes and pulls him forward until their lips are a hair’s breadth apart. “May I kiss you?” he asks because it’s only polite to.

Anakin’s eyes widen and then fall shut as he gives a little nod, finally stepping forward until their bodies are pressed completely together.

At least someone, although he doubts it was the older Obi-Wan, taught Anakin how to kiss. Obi-Wan’s toes curl in his boots as Anakin takes control of the action, moving his hands so one’s pressing against the wall behind them and one’s running up his scalp. Obi-Wan takes his time licking into Anakin’s mouth, allowing Anakin to explore him in return. One of them moans, which seems like as good a time as any to break the kiss.

“Well?” Anakin pants, diving in to place a short kiss onto Obi-Wan’s lips. “What do you think?”

The short answer is that Obi-Wan isn’t. He noses back towards Anakin’s mouth hopefully, sliding his hand down from his neck to rest on his hip.

“About mint,” Anakin elaborates when Obi-Wan doesn’t respond immediately.

“Inconclusive. Need more data,” Obi-Wan tries to kiss him but Anakin’s smiling too hard.

“Then next time you can get the awful drink, and you can get me the Alderaan Sunset,” Anakin is complaining, but he’s laughing too and that’s nice. Obi-Wan thinks that making Anakin Skywalker laugh is one of the best feelings in the galaxy, and he thinks his older self would agree, if the warmth sparking up in his very soul means anything at all.

#asks #my fics #writing #tarantasina #i'm sure eventually they get obi-wan back to normal and he's just sooooo embarrassed that he got drunk and decided to seduce anakin #but like it worked out #anakin makes fun of him too until obi-wan remembers that he kissed back #prompt fill

[viraltiger]

Meet Freckles. He's a rescue cat at VOKRA in Vancouver, BC. Freckles has a spinal injury. This is how he sits. - See more viral images on ViralTiger.org

#Meet Freckles. He's a rescue cat at VOKRA in Vancouver #BC. Freckles has a spinal injury. This is ho

[vladtheunfollower]

tip I learned volunteering at VOKRA: buy pine pellet cat litter which is healthier for your cat’s lungs bc there’s no clay dust. it also just smells nicer