I adopted my Nellie from Suncoast Humane Society in 2012, The facility is so clean.
The Staff and volunteers are very compassionate with the animals in their care.
It is amazing with all the services that they have for the community,
I am thankful for all that they do, and for my sweet Nellie.
I have adopted both of my dogs from Suncoast Humane and both adoptions went smoothly and the volunteers and doctors were so happy and helpful. Adoption fees are VERY affordable and when I'm ready for my next pet I'll be back to adopt again. The facility is clean and full of helpful staff & volunteers. Thanks so much Suncoast, for my girls Swisher (formerly Princess) and Matti (formerly Lucky) =)
While on Christmas vacation from the Northeast in 2009, my daughters and I went to the Suncoast Humane Society for "just a visit". As they played with the cats I remained in the outer waiting area knowing we weren't in a position to adopt at the time, but I broke down and went into the cat room after the girls pleaded with me to "just come in and look". As I walked past a shoulder height cage, a tiny paw reached out to me and inside the cage was a grey tiger kitten. Despite being alone, he was happy and playful. It was love at first sight as he continued to reach his paw out to me. I knew instantly that I wanted to take him home but the logistics weren't favorable - we were in a "no pets" vacation rental house and we were flying back to Connecticut in one day. The staff at Suncoast were completely supportive and reassuring, informing us of what would be required to make the adoption happen and fly with a cat, so we put a 24-hour "hold" tag on the kitten. We spent a gorgeous last day - New Years Eve - on the beach where my daughters and I tried to get their dad to agree to the adoption. After several runs from the beach to the ocean where he was fishing (or trying to!) my daughter gave me the word: "Dad said he doesn't care, but he doesn't want anything to do with it". She took that as the all-clear but as an adult I read into it and it was less than favorable so we sat on the beach playing out what we'd have to do and the cost that would go along with it: the adoption/donation fee, an FAA approved carrier and an airline ticket for kitty. With less than an hour before the Humane Society closed for the holiday, we ran from the beach, drove too fast searching for a pet store along the way, overpaid for an official cat carrier, and ran into the SHS building in our wet, sandy clothes. We informed the volunteer we were there to pick up our "on-hold" kitten. She led us into the cat room where another couple was standing in front of "our" kitten'' cage, discussing whether or not they wanted to a adopt him. My heart sank. I looked at the time and thought maybe we were too close to the 24-hour hold deadline and they were going to let him go while they had a solid adoption standing there. Then the couple walked away as the woman describe a different, older cat that she preferred. The volunteer couldn't get our little tiger out of the cage fast enough for us. I was thrilled with the extensive care and adoption preparations by SHS - my kitten had an implanted ID chip, medical documentation, information on where and why he was put up for adoption ("eats too much" for an elderly woman), and we were provided with a bag of cat food and other goodies. It felt good to write a check for the adoption and add a little extra as a donation to this great organization. Our trip back north took a total of 11 hours due to car travel to the airport, an unexpected flight delay and an unexpected change in planes due to a mechanical problem. Our little kitten never made so much as a tiny "meow". He was so quiet I was concerned he had a problem so I took him into the restroom where he promptly looked up at me with a faint cry. "Tygrr" settled in nicely when we returned home. He slept alongside me in bed from the first night, with his body stretched out long as if he'd waited forever to be this comfortable. He's since traveled by car to vacation with me and again by plane, as we now live in Florida full-time. I believe a pet knows they've been "rescued" because their dedication and appreciation is endless, as Tygrr shows me every day. He's always a bright spot in my day because he's so amusing. It turns out that he's a domestic Bengal cat who "talks" ( a very clear "mom") and needs constant attention (and yes, he does eat a lot!). He never showed an ounce of fear which makes me believe the Suncoast Humane Society staff and volunteers provided him with a great deal of care and attention. I highly recommend this organization as the "go-to" place to adopt the new love of your life!
The Society is a caring and wonderful charity that helps animals in need. I have been greatly impressed by their kindness and caring attitude for our pets.
Since moving to Florida 15 years ago, We have adopted 3 dogs from the fine organization. Every time, they were patient with us as we interacted with each dog, we saw them in various settings and answered all of our questions. All three have been successes beyond our imagination. In fact my current dog, Logan is the best dog I have EVER had and I have many over my life. This organization is highly recommended for their care of the residents, patience and commitment to the well being of all involved.
I've been adopting from Suncoast for many years. My current furbabies were adopted two years ago at the age of three months old. They have turned out to be the most beautiful, loving, and precious kitties anyone could ask for. I wish I could adopt them all.
A visit to Suncoast is a treat. The volunteers are always positive, eager to help, patient and knowledgeable. The facility is clean and the animals are well cared for. You leave with a smile on your face and/or a new forever friend. My first and only choice for adopting a furry friend is from Suncoast Humane Society. Thank you.
Suncoast Humane Society is the best! We could not have asked for a better experience.
Love the people and the prices. Great place! Adopted one of my dogs from here, they always remember him when we return for vaccines.