The Grit Factor Rescue, Adamsville, TN (2026)

09/03/2026

🚨 ELVIS 🤭..I mean… FINN HAS LEFT THE BUILDING. 😂🐾

Y’all. Finn had his foster-to-adopt interview today.

A very nice lady came to meet him. She’s very familiar with dogs, including dogs with issues. She has a farm, kids who LOVE dogs, and plenty of experience. I’ve met her, talked with her, talked with her vet—who I also know—and I am completely comfortable with this being an option for Finn if she decides he’s the right fit.

But first…

Finn had to pass the interview.

And I just wanted y’all to see how seriously he took it. 🤦‍♀️😂

This woman sat down so we could have a nice, normal conversation about Finn—his quirks, his wonky legs, his needs, his personality…

And THIS was Finn.

POV: You’re trying to have a serious conversation about whether this dog is a good fit for your family…

Finn: WOOOOO! LOOK AT ME! LOOK AT ME! I HAVE ZERO MARKETABLE SKILLS! 😂😂😂

In his defense, poor Finn had been in his 10x10 in the air-conditioned building most of the day while I was doing transport and rescue stuff. He’d been out to potty, but apparently he had approximately 47 pounds of awkward energy stored up that needed to be released during his job interview.

And somehow…

SHE STILL TOOK HIM. 😂👏

So I’d say the interview was a success.

Finn has officially received what we’re calling a temporary hire. He’s spending the next few days at his potential new home, meeting everybody, loving everybody—as Finn does—and we should know sometime over the weekend or by Monday whether he’s been offered the permanent position. ❤️

I’ve already talked to her since he left, and so far, so good.

I’m not sharing her name or picture right now, and there’s a reason for that. If she decides Finn isn’t the right fit, that is okay. Sometimes things simply don’t work out, and nobody deserves to be bashed for trying.

But if she DOES decide to keep him…

Oh, I will absolutely glorify the woman who looked at this quirky, derpy, mechanically questionable, giant goober during THIS interview and said:

“Yep. I’ll take him home.” 😂❤️

So tonight…

Finn is in a home.

He’s meeting his people.
He’s loving everybody.
He’s getting his chance.

And now we wait. 🤞❤️

Everybody cross everything you’ve got for our boy.

Maybe—just maybe—Finn finally found the place where he gets to just be Finn. ❤️🐾

09/02/2026

DON’T FOOL A RESCUE JUST TO GET A DOG OUT.

This is for owner surrenders. Shelters. Other rescues. Anybody trying to get a dog moved somewhere else.

Do not try to fool a rescue just to get a dog out.

Don’t think, “I’ll get it well enough to make transport, and once it’s gone, I don’t have to worry about it anymore.” Don’t withhold food so the dog won’t p**p on transport and nobody will see that it has diarrhea. Don’t know a dog is sick and send it anyway hoping nobody notices until it’s somebody else’s problem.

Don’t do it.

Because I know what goes through people’s heads. I know because people have told me: “If I can just get this litter out, then I’ll be good.”

No. You won’t.

If you send a rescue sick dogs without telling them, that rescue is going to remember it. Eventually, they’re going to stop pulling dogs from you. So was getting ONE litter out worth losing a rescue partner who could have helped you with 50 more dogs down the road?

Absolutely not.

With The Grit Factor, a lot of times we only have dogs overnight. They come in one day and leave on transport the next morning, which gives me a very small window to figure out if something is wrong.

I’m going to give you an example from yesterday.

And before anybody starts trying to figure out where this dog came from — I AM NOT MAD AT THE RESCUE INVOLVED. THE RESCUE DID NOT HAVE THIS DOG. She did not come directly from them, and they did not knowingly send me a sick dog. I’m using her as an example because I feel really bad for her.

I picked her up yesterday. She’s about a year and a half old and, by all accounts, seemed fine. She looked healthy, her gums looked good, and nothing immediately jumped out at me.

I brought her home, got her and everybody else settled with food, water, blankets, beds and toys, and went back about an hour later to check everybody.

She had p*ed everywhere.

Totally fine. They do that.

Except it wasn’t p*e.

It was blood. Solid blood.

So now it’s 8:00 at night, I have a dog scheduled to leave on transport the next morning, and she is p*eing blood.

That gives me almost no options. She leaves today. I leave town Thursday. I can’t just say, “I’ll hold her for a week, get her completely better and send her next transport.”

I CAN’T.

So I’m reaching out to veterinary friends at 8:00 at night trying to figure out what I can safely do based on what we know. I got her started on antibiotics and pain medication because I don’t know about y’all, but the last time I p*ed blood, IT HURT.

Then I looked through her records.

She had a UTI in May.

Did her owner give all the medication? Did she finish it? Did it come back? Was something worse going on? Was there ever a follow-up?

I don’t know. She’s a dog. She can’t tell me.

And that’s the part that bothers me.

This sweet girl is getting on transport today with a UTI. She has antibiotics and pain medication on board, and luckily, I know the rescue she is going to very well. I was able to call them, explain exactly what was happening and what I had already done, and give them a heads-up that when she arrives, she needs to go straight to the vet.

Everybody knows. Everybody is on the same page. There is a plan waiting for her.

But I still feel so damn sorry for her today and tomorrow. She has to ride on transport not feeling good, and instead of getting to settle into her new place tomorrow, she has to go straight to a vet.

And it bothers the hell out of me because I WANT to keep her. I want to get her better before I send her.

And right now, I simply can’t.

And herein lies two important lessons.

First — THIS is why fosters matter. A foster gives us breathing room and somewhere for a dog to stay when something unexpected happens. A foster can be the difference between having options and having none.

Second — DO NOT SEND A DOG YOU KNOW IS SICK AND TRY TO PASS IT OFF AS HEALTHY.

Again, that is NOT what happened with this particular rescue. But it DOES happen.

And it’s s**tty.

If the dog has diarrhea, is vomiting, stopped eating, is coughing, is p*eing blood, or something just doesn’t look right — TELL US.

We may still take the dog. We may still transport it. We may start medication, postpone transport, find a foster or make a completely different plan.

But give us the information so WE can make that decision.

Hiding an illness doesn’t make the dog well.

It just makes the dog sick somewhere else.

And burning a rescue relationship to get ONE dog or ONE litter out today may cost dozens of dogs their chance tomorrow.

The goal isn’t just to get the dog out. The goal is to get the dog out RIGHT.

That dog deserves better.

And so does the rescue waiting on the other end.

09/02/2026

🚨 HAIL MARY ON TRANSPORT DAY 🚨
Seven puppies. Zero planning. About five minutes to pull it off. 😂🐾

Talk about a Hail Mary on transport day. 🙌

This morning was our LAST transport before The Grit Factor shuts down for the month of September. Everybody was lined up, paperwork was ready, dogs were loaded, and I was headed toward Savannah to make my way to CASA Transport in Columbia.

Then last night, one of our rescue partners sent me a message:

“We can take four puppies under 15 pounds.”

Welllllll… okay then. 😂

Transport mornings around here start at about 4:30 a.m. I’m checking dogs, checking paperwork, loading kennels, loading dogs, making sure I didn’t forget anybody, and trying to get out the door somewhat on time.

So my first thought was:

I have absolutely no idea if I can pull four puppies out of thin air on transport morning… but let’s see. 🤣

I called Becky, Lead Kennel Tech at Hardin County Animal Services Tennessee , because I knew they had seven little puppies that had already received their first vaccine.

I said, “I need to know when their second shot is due. If it’s due today or within the next few days, this rescue will take four of them.”

Becky checked.

Second vaccine due: September 5.
Rescue gets them: September 3.

🎯 PERFECT.

And these babies are TINY—around five pounds or less.

So I swung by HCAS and snatched four puppies. 😂🐶🐶🐶🐶

But then there were three left.

And y’all know me.

I’m standing there already running late, with absolutely NO extra time, staring at those last three thinking…

Well, hell. I hate leaving anybody behind. 😩

So I snapped a couple pictures, sent them to our coordinator and basically said:

“While I’m here… can we just TRY?”

I waited about five minutes.

Nothing.

Okay. I’ve got to GO.

I pulled out.

Made it to the red light.

📱 BAM.

THE OTHER THREE GOT TAGGED. 🎉🎉🎉

Turn signal on.
Turn the van around.
Back to the shelter I go. 😂

And just like that…

SEVEN. PUPPIES. OUT. 🙌🐾

Not four.

ALL SEVEN.

Seven additional little lives left Hardin County Animal Services this morning in one of the most last-minute, Hail-Mary-style rescue moves we’ve pulled off in a while.

And THAT is the kind of thing that makes transport morning worth it. ❤️

I was already running late. I had absolutely no business adding seven puppies to today’s transport. There was no carefully organized plan. There was no week’s worth of preparation.

There was an opportunity.

So we took it.

Because sometimes rescue is organized and planned weeks in advance…

And sometimes you’re sitting at a red light when your phone goes BAM — TAGGED, and you whip the G-WAGGIN back around because NOBODY IS GETTING LEFT BEHIND TODAY. 😂🙌🐾

Huge thank you to Hardin County Animal Services, Becky, our coordinator, and our rescue partners for making a little transport-day magic happen. And a HUGE thank you to CASA Transport for being willing and able to squeeze seven extra little passengers onto transport at the absolute last minute. ❤️🐾🚐

What a way to finish our last transport before our September shutdown. ❤️

And for anybody thinking about sending me another last-minute Wednesday-morning request…

I’ll see y’all in OCTOBER. 😂😂😂

For today, though?

Seven more got out. And that feels pretty damn good. ❤️🐾

09/01/2026

🗞️🗞️ EXTRA! EXTRA! READ ALL ABOUT IT! 🗞️🗞️
🚨 BREAKING NEWS FROM THE GRIT FACTOR! 🚨
🐾❤️ FINN HAS A FOSTER-TO-ADOPT FAMILY!!! ❤️🐾

Y’all… THIS IS NOT A DRILL. FINN HAS A FOSTER-TO-ADOPT. 🙏😭❤️

For anybody who doesn’t know what that means, first of all, it means THANK YOU, GOD, FOR ANSWERING OUR PRAYERS. 🙌

And even if it doesn’t work out, it means something incredibly important:

Someone is giving Finn a chance. ❤️

A super nice lady reached out to me about Finn, but at the time, I thought I had a rescue commitment for him, so I told her I couldn’t move forward with her. Well, that rescue ended up backing out… and suddenly, that door opened right back up.

And maybe it opened back up for a reason. 🙏

I checked her vet reference, and when I say it was remarkable, I mean remarkable. Her vet wholeheartedly stands behind this lady, and that means everything to me. ❤️

And even better, this vet is already familiar with Finn. So they already know Finn, his history, his little mechanical quirks, and exactly who she would be bringing home. That gives me even more peace about this whole thing. 🙏❤️

So tomorrow, Finn is going HOME WITH HER. 🏡❤️

She is going to foster him from tomorrow through Monday and see how everyone settles in.

She doesn’t have any other dogs, which honestly makes me a little sad for Finn because apparently Mr. Gimpy Pants REALLY likes other dogs. 😂 He desperately wants somebody to play with.

She does have cats, though, and Finn has shown ZERO aggression toward my cat. Unfortunately, the feeling is absolutely NOT mutual. 😂 Finn keeps desperately trying to make this relationship work, and my cat has made it abundantly clear that she has filed for divorce, requested full custody of the house, and would like Finn to stop contacting her immediately. 🤣

So Finn and my cat are officially breaking up. 💔😂

I truly think he’ll be fine with her cats as long as they’re okay with a big goofy dog who really just wants to PLAY.

Now… there ARE stairs in her home.

And as y’all recently learned, stairs and Finn are not exactly best friends. 😬😂

BUT — and this is where it gets even better — she had two previous dogs who passed away this year at 16 and 18 years old. ❤️ They had mobility issues as they aged, so she and her family had already built ramps for them.

Those ramps can now be used for Finn. 🥹

Tell me that doesn’t feel a little bit like things lining up exactly the way they’re supposed to.

Finn has stolen her heart already, and so far, everything about this feels magical. I seriously cannot explain how excited I am for this boy.

I prayed with Finn this morning. I sat there with him and basically said, “God, help us. There is somebody out there for this dog. Help us find them.”

Because rescue has taught me something over and over again: when a dog has anything different about them — even the smallest little thing — finding their person gets so much harder.

Finn walks differently.

Finn does things differently.

Finn needs a few accommodations.

But Finn is still FINN. ❤️

And there IS a home somewhere for these dogs.

Sometimes you just have to keep looking until you find it.

And this lady found Finn.

She found us.

And now Finn is getting his chance. 🙏❤️

So everybody PLEASE wish our boy luck tomorrow as he heads to his new foster-to-adopt home. 🏡🐾

And if she falls in love with him — which, come on, we already know she will 😂❤️ — then Finn will finally be HOME.

Forever.

We’ll take plenty of pictures tomorrow and make sure Finn gets the proper send-off he deserves.

And tonight, y’all pray.

Pray that this is it.

Pray that everything falls into place.

Pray that after all these posts, all these shares, all these videos, all the laughs, all the worrying, all the praying, and all of us saying over and over again…

LET FINN BE FINN.

…that somebody finally gets to say:

“Okay, Finn. You can be Finn right here. This is home.” ❤️🏡🐾

09/01/2026

🪵 LET FINN BE FINN: STICK EDITION 🪵
(Post 6,244 of Finn… because apparently y’all are getting a Finn documentary series now.)

Hey, y’all. Finn here. 👋🏼

So I hear Mrs. Sabrina doesn’t usually let dogs chew on sticks.

Sounds like a rule for regular dogs. 🤷🏼‍♂️

I, however, am a special dog, and special dogs apparently get special privileges. 😌

Just wanted to stop by and remind everybody that despite my questionable suspension system, inability to properly navigate stairs, and the fact that my legs occasionally seem to be receiving instructions from four different control centers…

I AM STILL A DOG.

And dogs like sticks. 🪵

So I found myself a fine piece of locally sourced Hardin County lumber, carried it into my apartment, climbed into my bed, and commenced to chewing the absolute hell out of it.

And let me tell you…

I am thriving.

Mrs. Sabrina says I’m not getting nearly enough attention around here, so if chewing on a stick makes me happy, Finn gets the stick.

She IS sitting over there watching me like a prison guard, though.

“Finn, don’t swallow that.”

“Finn, spit that piece out.”

“Finn, let me see your mouth.”

“FINN.”

Ma’am.

Could you PLEASE stop micromanaging my lumber project?

I have a stick.
I have a bed.
I have my own apartment.
Nobody is asking me to use stairs.
Nobody is asking me to run in a straight line.

THIS MAY BE THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE. 😂🪵

Anyway, I just wanted y’all to know I’m over here doing dog things and waiting for somebody to realize that a slightly mechanically challenged, stick-chewing, 90-pound goober might be exactly what their life is missing.

Love,
Finn 🐾
Certified Lumber Inspector
Unlicensed Carpenter
Professional Stick Destroyer
Perfectly Imperfect Good Boy ❤️

⚠️ DISCLAIMER MRS. SABRINA MADE ME PUT ON HERE:
Apparently I have to tell y’all that Mrs. Sabrina is NOT encouraging you to let your dogs chew on sticks.

Because sticks can splinter, cause choking, get stuck in a dog’s mouth, injure their throat, blah blah blah, safety, responsibility, adulthood… 🙄

Also, your dogs are not special like me.

Mrs. Sabrina is sitting right here monitoring my entire lumber operation to make sure I don’t choke, swallow pieces, or get anything stuck in my mouth.

So please do not watch this video, hand your dog a tree limb, and then tell everybody “Well, Finn gets one.”

I have been granted a special, supervised stick exemption.

Please direct all complaints to management.

Management will ignore them.

Let Finn be Finn. ❤️🐾🪵😂

09/01/2026

🚨 WE MADE IT TO SEPTEMBER 1ST. 🚨
THE GRIT FACTOR IS OFFICIALLY CLOSED FOR INTAKE UNTIL OCTOBER 1ST.

And when we say closed, we mean closed. Completely. No intake for the month of September.

Yes, it’s going to kill us. Yes, it’s going to be hard. Yes, we’re going to hate saying no.

But if you ask us to take a dog in September, we are going to say no. I’m telling you now—we’re going to say no. ❤️‍🩹

We have a LOT of work to do behind the scenes.

Paperwork. 📚
Our building.
Our kennels.
Organization.
Catching up on everything that gets pushed aside when you’re constantly moving dogs.
And most importantly, taking a hard look at where The Grit Factor has made the biggest impact over the last year and a few months as a 501(c)(3), where we are most beneficial to rescue, and what we need to do differently moving forward.

And when I say “we,” I mean me and Nicole.

Nicole has children. She has a husband. She has pets. She has a LIFE.

I have a life, too… somewhere. 😂

Nicole volunteers. I volunteer. Nicole’s mom volunteers. The Grit Factor is run by volunteers. And between rescue and actual life, there simply isn’t any free time left to stop, breathe, organize, plan, catch up, and figure out what comes next.

So we’re forcing ourselves to take September to do it.

And please don’t misunderstand—we aren’t spending September sitting on the couch eating bonbons. 😂

We still have vet bills to pay.
We still have kennels to clean.
We still have dogs within our network that we’re responsible for.
I still have Finn. 🤦‍♀️😂
We still have paperwork, cleaning, organizing, repairs and about 9,462 other things that have been waiting on us.

So somehow, we’re probably going to work even harder in September. I don’t know how that’s physically possible, but here we are. 😂

You’re probably going to see a lot fewer posts from us this month, because we’re going to be WORKING.

And we are incredibly, incredibly proud of The Grit Factor. 🇺🇸🐾

We’re proud of what we’ve accomplished. We’re proud of the number of dogs we’ve been able to help. We’re proud of the relationships we’ve built with shelters, rescues, veterinarians, volunteers, transporters and our community.

But The Grit Factor is no different from every other rescue out there in one very important way:

We’re human.

We get tired.
We get overwhelmed.
We get behind.
And saying NO hurts us, too.

I had to say no twice yesterday, and it absolutely tore me up.

But we cannot keep operating by just willy-nilly saying YES every time somebody asks us to take another dog. Because I’m telling you right now—that is impossible. Eventually, something has to give.

So September is about getting caught up, looking at what works and what doesn’t, and building a plan so that when we come back in October, we come back with a plan and STICK TO IT.

Please respect us during this month. ❤️

And please, please try not to get angry with us if you ask us to take a dog and our answer is no.

There are thousands of rescues across this country. If you have a dog you need to surrender, do your research. Do your homework. Reach out. If you’re a shelter needing rescue pulls, start contacting rescues.

Is it hard? Absolutely.

It’s hard to get rescues to answer. It’s hard to find somewhere with space. It’s hard to get another rescue to agree to pull from your shelter. The entire rescue world is overwhelmed with dogs right now.

But here’s something I really want people to understand:

We don’t have some magical inside door.

It takes just as much work for us to find another rescue willing to take a dog as it does for anyone else. Emails. Messages. Pictures. Videos. Temperament information. Vetting information. Follow-ups. More follow-ups. Begging. Pleading. Networking.

There isn’t a magic button we push that says “SEND DOG TO RESCUE.” I freaking wish there was. 😂

So for the month of September, we’re asking everyone to give us the same grace that you give every other exhausted rescue out there.

Let us catch up.
Let us get organized.
Let us fix some things.
Let us look at what we’ve accomplished and figure out where we can do the most good going forward.

Because we want The Grit Factor to be here for the long haul. ❤️🇺🇸🐾

We’ll see y’all in October.

We hope everybody has a fantastic September.

Until then…

✌️ Peace out.

The Grit Factor
Grind. Rescue. Integrity. Transport. 🇺🇸🐾

09/01/2026

🐾 LET FINN BE FINN — Post 6,243 of Finn 🐾
Because apparently I forgot something important today… so y’all get a BONUS FINN POST. 😂

I forgot to tell y’all something about Finn.

Finn LOVES to play. ❤️

Yes, Finn has some mechanical issues. Yes, he has a hitch in his giddyup. Yes, we officially discovered today that stairs are a HARD NO. 🚫🪜 And because of that, I will not adopt him to a home where he has to navigate stairs.

But please don’t confuse Finn’s limitations with Finn not being able to be a dog.

Because Finn is VERY MUCH a dog.

Actually, Finn is basically a giant puppy trapped inside a 90-pound body with slightly questionable suspension. 😂

Tonight I introduced him to my 9-year-old Australian Shepherd, who is the only dog-friendly dog I have and is an absolute gem himself. They LOVED each other. ❤️ They got to meet, sniff, boop noses and hang out, and Finn wanted SO BADLY to play.

Unfortunately, my Aussie is nine and Finn is approximately twice his size, so I had to be the fun police. 😂 But Finn made it VERY clear:

SIR. WOULD YOU LIKE TO WRESTLE??

And speaking of wrestling…

Finn and I have been doing our own version of WWE every single day. 🤼‍♂️😂

He LOVES to wrestle. He’ll mouth you. He’ll paw at you. He’ll try to get your attention. He’ll do his very best to play back however his goofy body allows him to.

And I hope you enjoy this video because Finn and I were doing our absolute best WWE impression today. 😂

This dog LOVES. TO. PLAY.

I’ve shown y’all the videos. Go back and watch them.

He trots.
He plays.
He wrestles.
He loves other dogs.
He loves people.
And he loves, loves, loves, loves just being beside you. ❤️

Does he move like a normal dog? Nope.

Can he do stairs? ABSOLUTELY NOT. We learned that lesson today. 😂

Does he now apparently require his meals to be hand-fed to him like Sir Finley, Duke of The Grit Factor? 👑 Also yes.

But can he live?

YES.

Can he play?

YES.

Does he WANT to play?

OH MY GOD, YES.

Finn is literally just a giant puppy who happens to have some physical imperfections. He wants to live. He wants to play. He wants somebody to wrestle with. He wants somebody to sit beside. He wants somebody to hand him his breakfast one precious handful at a time because apparently we have created a monster. 😂

He just needs a person.

And if you have another older, calmer dog who still enjoys playing but isn’t absolutely wild…

Well.

Here’s your dog’s new best friend. ❤️

Finn is perfectly imperfect.

And I will keep showing y’all exactly what he CAN do until somebody finally sees him and says:

That’s my dog.

🐾 LET FINN BE FINN. 🐾

08/31/2026

❤️🐾 LET FINN BE FINN: THE “CAN HE DO IT?” EDITION 😂

(Post 6,242 of Finn)

Well, we learned something new about Finn today.

Finn absolutely, positively CANNOT do stairs. 😂

And unfortunately, Finn discovered this the hard way.

He attempted to navigate the stairs. He had a plan. He had confidence. What he did NOT have was the necessary equipment. 😂

Finn tumbled down them.

He’s okay, but we have officially added STAIRS to the growing list of things this particular 90-pound suspension package was simply not designed to accommodate.

So, since we’re continuing to learn the capabilities of this perfectly imperfect 18-month-old machine, let’s update the list.

🚫 THINGS FINN CANNOT DO:

Can Finn run majestically like a horse? No.
Can Finn jump on a trampoline? Absolutely not.
Can Finn run a marathon? Also no.
Can Finn win a foot race? Not unless everybody else agrees to crawl.
Can Finn walk in a straight line? Not most of the time. Straight is more of a suggestion.
Can Finn maintain his composure on a slick floor? Somewhat. Depends on how much traction Jesus provides that day. 😂
Can Finn climb stairs? NO. WE TESTED THIS TODAY. THERE WAS AN INCIDENT. Finn attempted the stairs and basically became a 90-pound furry Slinky. Gravity won. Stairs are officially canceled. 😂
Can Finn become an agility champion? We’re gonna go ahead and withdraw his application.
Can Finn hurdle things? Please don’t make Finn hurdle things.
Can Finn make a graceful, athletic entrance into a room? No. But he CAN make an entrance.
Can Finn turn sharply at high sp*eds? This model was not equipped with power steering.
Can Finn pass a field sobriety test? Probably not, and Finn has never had a drink in his life. 😂

His back hip is wonky. His front leg is wonky. Sometimes his whole left side looks like it was assembled from the clearance bin.

BUT HERE’S WHAT FINN CAN DO.

✅ Finn can romp.
✅ Finn can play.
✅ Finn can jog. Oddly. But it IS technically jogging.
✅ Finn has the cutest little gallop you’ve ever seen.
✅ Finn can BOUNCE. When he gets excited, that front end starts bouncing up and down like his suspension system suddenly remembers it has a job. 😂
✅ Finn can eat.
✅ Finn can drink.
✅ Finn can p**p.
✅ Finn can p*e OUTSIDE, WHERE HE IS SUPPOSED TO, because our boy is POTTY TRAINED. 👏
✅ Finn can walk on a leash.
✅ Finn can chew treats.
✅ Finn can chew bones.
✅ Finn can play ball.
✅ Finn can drool on you.
✅ Finn can make you laugh.
✅ Finn can love you.
✅ Finn can love you for a really, really long time, because Finn is only about 18 months old.
✅ And Finn can steal your heart before you even realize that big goofy fool has taken it. ❤️

And TODAY?

🛁 FINN GOT GROOMED.

We got the little mats cut off his b***y. We got the mats from under his ears. He got himself a GOOD bath.

And a HUGE shout out to Lindsey Davis of Paradise Pets for getting Finn in today, getting our perfectly imperfect boy all cleaned up, and making him smell SO GOOD. ❤️🐾 Thank you, Lindsay, for taking such good care of our boy!

And y’all…

FINN SMELLS SO GOOD.

Don’t you wish you could smell Finn? 👃🏻

YOU CAN. 😂😂😂

All you have to do is send me a message and arrange yourself a Finn sniffing appointment.

Because Finn can go to your rescue.
Finn can go to your home.
Finn can become your perfectly imperfect dog.

Now, seriously, Finn’s future home needs to be one where he does not have to navigate stairs as part of his daily routine. We have tested the theory. Finn went down. Gravity won. We will not be conducting a second trial. 😂

No, he isn’t going jogging with you.
No, he isn’t winning an agility competition.
No, he’s probably never going to move like a normal dog.

But Finn can lie on your floor looking exactly like this. ❤️
He can make you laugh every single day.
He can love the absolute hell out of you.

And at the end of the day, what exactly do you need the damn dog to do besides that? ❤️🐾

LET FINN BE FINN. ❤️

08/31/2026

🚨 WELL… APPARENTLY IMITATION REALLY IS THE HIGHEST FORM OF FLATTERY. 😂

So it appears someone wanted to be just like The Grit Factor 🐾 so badly that they decided they were going to hack our website, TheGritFactor.org. 💻🔓

Y’all.

You could have just ASKED. 😂🙋‍♀️

Seriously. If you wanted the full Grit Factor experience 🐕💩🚐 that badly, we would have gladly welcomed you aboard. 👋😂

No hacking skills necessary. 💻🚫

We have PLENTY of opportunities available. 😂🙌

You can scoop dog s**t. 💩🧹
You can mop dog p*e. 🐕💦🧽
You can wash approximately 74 loads of blankets 🧺🫧 that will somehow be dirty again before you finish washing them. 🤦‍♀️
You can pick dog hair 🐕🦴 out of your bra, your food 🍔, your vehicle 🚗, your coffee ☕, and places we simply will not discuss publicly. 😂🙈

You can spend your entire paycheck 💸💸💸 on gas. ⛽️

You can put 500 miles 🛣️🚐 on your vehicle in a day and then act surprised when it needs tires 🛞, brakes, an oil change 🛢️, and possibly an exorcism. 😈😂

You can drive dogs 🐕🐕🐕 across three states 🗺️ while listening to one scream 📢😱 like it is actively being murdered because the van stopped moving at a red light. 🚦😂

You can answer 847 messages 📱💬 that begin with, “I know y’all are full, BUT…” 🙄😂

You can beg rescues for tags. 🙏🐾

You can beg some more. 🙏🙏🙏

You can send pictures. 📸

You can send videos. 🎥

You can send weights. ⚖️

You can send ages. 🎂

You can send vetting. 💉🩺

You can send the SAME INFORMATION AGAIN 🔁 because apparently the first 17 times didn’t count. 😂🤦‍♀️📱

You can coordinate shelters 🏠, fosters 🐾, veterinarians 🩺, rescues ❤️, transporters 🚐, health certificates 📄, crates, pickups, drop-offs 📍 and approximately 47 other moving parts 🤹‍♀️ while someone messages you asking why you haven’t responded to the message they sent you nine minutes ago. ⏰📱😑

And the best part? 🎉😂

WE WILL LET YOU DO ALL OF THIS FOR FREE. 🆓🙌

That’s right.

Not only will we not charge you 💵🚫 for the authentic Grit Factor experience, WE WON’T EVEN PAY YOU. 😂😂😂💸

Because not everybody can be The Grit Factor. 🐾❤️

Not everybody can be exhausted 24/7 😵‍💫, broke 💸, covered in dog hair 🐕, smelling faintly of kennel disinfectant 🧴 and questionable bodily fluids 💦🤢, running on caffeine ☕️☕️☕️ and spite 😈, while trying to figure out how to fit 14 dogs 🐕🐕🐕, 11 crates and everything else into a van 🚐 like some kind of rescue-themed game of Tetris. 🧩😂

It’s glamorous work. 💅💩

Very exclusive. ✨😂

People are lined up around the block. 🧍‍♀️🧍🧍‍♂️

Okay, that last part was a lie. 😂🤥

But apparently somebody wanted in BAD. 😭😂

So badly, in fact, that instead of filling out our completely nonexistent employment application 📋🚫, they decided to hack TheGritFactor.org. 💻🔓😂

Bless it. 🙏😂

Unfortunately for our newest unpaid IT volunteer 💻👨‍💻😂, my husband handles our website.

So he’ll figure out what happened 🔎, fix whatever needs fixing 🛠️, get it back up 💻, and all will be well. 🙌

Until then, TheGritFactor.org is temporarily down. 💻🚫

And to our mystery admirer: 👀😂

We are flattered. Truly. ❤️

But next time you feel this overwhelming desire to experience life as The Grit Factor 🐾💩🚐, please don’t go through all this trouble.

Just message us. 📱😂

We’ll send you an address. 📍

There’s a p**p scoop 💩🧹, a kennel full of s**t 💩🐕, a gas card with absolutely NO MONEY ON IT ⛽️💳🚫💰, and probably a dog that needs driven to Illinois 🐕🚐🛣️ waiting specifically for you. 😂🐾

Welcome to rescue. 🐾❤️😂

Your shift starts at 5:00 a.m. ⏰🌅💩

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