04/29/2026
Two years ago today, Scrim pulled off his first great escape and unknowingly launched what can only be described as one of New Orleans’ most stressful, ridiculous, and ultimately heartwarming adventures.
When he finally got himself safely secured in a Trap Dat Cat trap on February 11, 2024, Scrim was essentially a blank slate — terrified, running on pure survival instinct, and living in near-constant flight mode 24/7.
Fast forward 442 days, and this former feral fugitive has fully embraced his new role as beloved family menace.
These days, Scrim enjoys:
• Long walks down St. Charles with his besties Maverick and David “Big Papi” Ortiz
• Daycare at Zeus’ Place, where he runs with a playgroup of 20+ dogs
• Expert-level dog bed interior design (no bed stays where you left it)
• De-stuffing stuffed animals that, frankly, had it coming
• His absolutely legendary army belly crawls that somehow manage to be both ridiculous and adorable every single time
• Long stretches in his fully secure yard with Scooby, where they sunbathe and aggressively monitor the neighborhood for suspicious activity (like bikers, joggers, other dogs on their walks and squirrels)
Watching Scrim transform from a scared, untouchable dog into the goofy, snuggly, belly-crawling, bed-rearranging house goblin he is today has been nothing short of incredible.
I am endlessly grateful to the recovery team, Trap Dat Cat, every single person who searched or shared his location while on the lam and to the incredible city of New Orleans and beyond for loving this dog right alongside me.
Scrim’s story has always been bigger than one dog. It’s been about community, perseverance, second chances, and a whole lot of patience.
Thank you for being part of this wild journey with me.
