Stuffed Animal Adoption Day!

Saturday April 29th 12-4pm

at The SARF Headquarters
2825 Hancock Drive #111 Austin, TX 78731

Dogs, cats, dolphins, squirrels… You name it. Come meet rescued stuffies seeking permanent homes. They are eager to share their bios and discuss the details. If you find a good fit, enjoy an adoption on the spot.

Please join us for this event on Saturday April 29, 12-4pm. in our parking lot (or inside if it rains!) Adoption fees on a sliding scale! No interested living companion will be turned away due to inability to pay.

The SARF Live (But Stuffed)(But This Time Not Live!) Episode 3: Toast Interview:
We had some technical difficulties with out broadcast last Thursday, so here is the full interview with Toast, our special guest!

Episode 4.
We discuss Beanie Babies, future SARF Headquarters, potentially-offensive lawn bags, and a bunch of other ‘stuff’.

Episode 6

Featured SA Writing:
By Allen

(stuffed)
Owl

for Carl Salamander

I
I saw the best seams of my generation destroyed by rippers, fraying undarnable furless,
being dragged through the thrift store lines at noon looking for a stitch,
cotton-headed plushies yearning for the ageless human connection to living companions snuggling beside pillows at night,
who lonely and tattered and missing-eyed and squished sat up smashed in the supernatural coldness of crowded resale shelf aisles floating across the tops of old board games contemplating fluff,
who bared their stuffings to shoppers with carts and watched antique collectors digging through retro-themed booths discombobulated,
who passed through scanners with radiant red beams remembering how Suzie and Blake grown now among the scholars of dorms,
had packed for universities and left them alone on empty beds of home,
or now studied in shared rooms in evenings, turning their snuggles to fellow students instead and listening to indie music until dawn,
who were ridiculed for being immature bears and returned home with a weekend trip to do laundry,
who sat in dark crates or plastic bags in Goodwill Alleys, sealed, or tossed in with smelly shoes night after night with thread, with dread, with broken stitches, faded and unraveled and inappropriately holiday themed,
with narrowing limbs and bottom heavy settling of polyester batting, illuminating all the motionless world of Time between incongruent plastic dolls, forest green tortoises, Build-a-Bear refugees,
relegated to mix-and-match grab bags, robbed of individual identities, a swarm

II
I’m with you in Texas Thrift
where you’re fuller than I am
I’m with you in Texas Thrift
where your loneliness and laughter are invisible
I’m with you in Texas Thrift
in my dreams you talk haltingly from an electronic voice box with swiftly-failing batteries whispering to me in my SARF Headquarters cubby at night.

Straight from the stuffed horse’s mouth… Here’s what’s afoot at The SARF Headquarters and beyond!