Editorial

As we continue our mission to ensure every animal receives protection, compassion, love and care, the Sonoma Humane Society is proud to announce the final transfer of the unfinished shelter building on Bacchus Landing Way in Healdsburg from the Healdsburg Animal Shelter to the Sonoma Humane Society. With the final paperwork completed to transfer the building and remaining assets, our next steps include ensuring the safety and integrity of the building and developing plans to finish the facility in a manner which pays tribute to the generosity of Rodney and Charlotte Strong, and the generous and caring community who supported the project since its inception.

The Living Room is moving to a new home base in 2015!  We’ve been taking care of homeless women and children for 21 years at space leased from Church of Incarnation, in downtown Santa Rosa.  Sadly, due to the increase of homeless women and children in our community, we’ve seriously outgrown our space and need a new home.  We are glad to announce we’ve purchased a property close by that fits our needs and will allow us to improve our program.  However, in order to make it home, it needs some fixing up and improvement, including a commercial kitchen.  Since we receive less than 15 percent of our funding from government sources, our existence depends on the generosity of others.  In the months ahead, while preparing to move, we are reaching out for support with monetary donations and in-kind assistance to make our new home ready. WILL YOU HELP?

Helping customers

Here’s wishing everyone a fulfilling, prosperous and happy New Year. In this new year, we hope more and more citizens of all ages take more active roles in our many community pursuits, local government actions and our far-ranging series of crucial debates and decisions. It’s a new year for all of us, a year already filled with undone tasks, ongoing conversations and new goals.

Thank you Sebastopol

Giving Back

New and exciting educational activity in Cloverdale Jan. 28

Smalltown, USA

Foundation thanks

T’was the night before Christmas and all things were a Twitter. Yes, the mice, all the other creatures and the rest of the house was abuzz and full of clattering. The stockings were not hung by the chimney with care; they were overstuffed with “stuff.” When was it that getting through Christmas Eve started feeling like making it to the finish line of a race?