Joan's Animal Rescue Centre

29/05/2026

29/05/2026

THE INNOCENCE IN THE EYES OF THE SOULS THAT ARE KILLED WITHOUT A SECOND THOUGHT, ARE BEGGING FOR OUR MERCY...yet many still see them as expendable, not caring about the harm they do to them and their families...and that shows we have a long way to go before we can call ourselves a civilized people...if we cannot extend our circle of compassion to include all of life, we are still far from being humane humans...WILD ANIMALS & THOSE FORCIBLY CONFINED ON FARMS ARE ALL PART OF OUR EARTHLING FAMILY, CARE FOR THEM BY BEING A VEGAN -- Animal Freedom Fighter

29/05/2026

29/05/2026

Blue was found alone in the pouring rain, her tiny body soaked and trembling. Abandoned, cold, and barely alive, she seemed to carry the weight of a cruel world on her fragile shoulders. Volunteers rushed her to a nearby shelter, where it quickly became clear that Blue was in critical condition—the most ill cat many of them had ever seen.
Every hour was a struggle. Fluids, warmth, and constant care kept her alive, but the outcome was uncertain. Her small body fought tirelessly, every breath a battle, every heartbeat a victory.
Slowly, Blue began to show signs of life. A flicker of movement, a soft meow, a hint of trust in her wide, wary eyes. Day by day, she grew stronger, learning to play, to explore, and to embrace affection once again.
Her journey was a reminder of the fragility of life, and the power of love to heal even the deepest wounds. Blue’s story is far from over.

29/05/2026

Cat victim of a road accidenton the road between Drumshanbo and Dowra.Is this your cat?

29/05/2026

Cat victim of a road accident on the N16 just past the mart outside Manorhamilton. Is this your cat?

29/05/2026

We are very sorry but to anemergency trip to the vet with a cat the shop will open at 11 today.

14/05/2026

In The Name Of Tradition, They Spill Blood.
In villages across parts of Greece, terrified animals are still dragged through crowds in the name of "faith ",and "tradition ",
Bulls are paraded like objects, surrounded by noise, stress, ropes and cheering spectators _only to be slaughtered moments later outside churches during religious festivals.
And somehow, this is called culture.
A terrified animal is marched through a celebration he never chose, unable to escape, unable to understand why human beings are celebrating his death.
His fear becomes spectacle.
His suffering becomes ritual.
His body becomes food for the crowd that calls the act sacred.
There's nothing sacred about terror.
No tradition deserves immunity from moral criticism.
Not when a living being pays for it with fear and blood.
For centuries, humanity has hidden cruelty behind words like "custom ","heritage ",and "religion ".
The fact that something is old does not make it ethical.
A bull is not a symbol.
Not an offering.
Not a community event.
He is an individual who wants to live.
You can see it in his eyes when he resists.
You can hear it in the panic of an animal surrounded by shouting crowds, cheering while the terrified animal is led to slaugher in the name of holiness.
And yet every year, people gather with music, alcohol, and celebration while an innocent being loses everything.
The defenders of these rituals demand "respect " for "tradition ".
But where's the respect for life?
Where's the respect for fear, pain, and the desperate will to survive that every sentient being possesses?
A society cannot claim kindness while turning suffering into festivity.
No God needs blood.
No faith requires cruelty.
And no tradition should survive if its foundation is suffering.
Ban these bloody rituals.