The Fuzzy Horde That I Adore: Part 3

Posted on June 11, 2021


This is Part 3 of a 3-part guest post. 

Bryanna Hoffman is a local animal rescuer, dog groomer, and writer who, at my request, has written a fantastic series of three posts about the animals with whom she shares her home, her life, and most of all, her heart. 

After being captivated by dozens of social media posts about her animals, I asked if she’d like to write a guest post for the blog. 

With that request, the floodgates opened, and Bry wrote this series. I am delighted to share it with you, dear reader! Enjoy! 

I have never written a blog before, but the thought appealed to me, and I give thanks to lisa eddy for pushing me to write once again!

My name is Bryanna Hoffmann, I’m 21, and I have lots of goals and aspirations. I have always loved and been fond of animals, and knew I wanted to do something with animals for a living. I was an aspiring veterinarian, but I have discovered a new passion for grooming dogs. It’s an art form, and I truly love what I do. 

Besides being a dog groomer, I own LOTS of rescue animals of my own and have quite the eventful life with taking care of my fuzzy horde. Within this blog I will not be talking so much about me, but I will focus on my pets and the joy, sadness, excitement, and thrill they bring me, day in and day out! 

Meet my critters in this slideshow!

Find Bryanna’s Dog Grooming Page here. 

Part 3: Piggies, Chickens, Ducks, and Kittens


I have three potbelly pigs that I rescued named George, Noodles, and Pickles. George is the most social and loves belly rubs and potatoes. Pickles also likes attention, but he prefers ear scratches over belly rubs, and his favorite snack is watermelon. Noodles was abused in her past home and she’s very unsociable. She loves Smarties, and she prefers to keep her distance from people and to be viewed from afar. All three pigs love sunbathing and playing in their kiddie pool. Other than that, my pigs sleep most of the day, and honestly, some days I forget I have them! They’re so quiet and mellow that some days they make themselves unknown. 


I have too many chickens to count, but one sticks out in my mind the most: my rooster, Buster. Buster is a small, mini-chicken who LOVES to chase my dogs and children. He’s a better guard dog than my actual dog sometimes. I’ve had him for so many years now that it just would be wrong to rehome him. He is king of the coop. I have two other large roosters that he chases constantly and proves to them that the hens are his and his alone. I’ve had to rehome a few rescue roosters because he’s just that mean sometimes. Overall, Buster is quite the character and no one expects the tiny, four- inch rooster to chase them around the house!


I have many ducks but like my chickens, one sticks out from the others. Howard,  my male Muscovy, is quite the character. He spends his day lying by the goats and following the horses around rather than socializing with his own kind. Howard has a bad habit of sitting in the road and making cars go around him. Everyday I catch myself wondering how he hasn’t gotten squished yet. Howard is an easy going guy who is missing a few brain cells, but that’s alright!


I have so MANY cats. All are rescues as well. I will keep each of their introductions brief, or this blog will be 20 pages long.

Lizzy is a long-haired cat that I got when I was quite young without the permission of my step- dad. Lizzy was quite the character as a kitten. She was known to scale walls and climb up people’s backs. She has since simmered down, but she is quite the mouse hunter now.

Adaline just randomly showed up at my house one summer. She is overly affectionate to the point of biting people. She has a bite streak of six and is considered a kitty felon. If she bites one more person, she gets put in the slammer. For their own safety, people must avoid Addy, to the best of their ability.

Binx holds a special place in my heart. I found him frozen to the ground in the middle of winter in 2011. He has always been the most cuddly and loving cat I’ve had. He’s always been first to sit in my lap and to sleep in my bed all night long. 

I honestly cannot remember how Licorice came into my home, but he’s been one of my favorites also. He’s always been a talker, and I’ve had many conversations with him. Licorice is most known for disappearing for months and showing up like nothing happened.

Taco is a cat I found in the Taco Bell dumpster. He’s a brat. He has sprayed me in the face. That is all.

Malia/Theo: They are my twin kitties who deserve a mention because they’re just too darn cute, even though all they do is sleep and eat. 

Felix was was tossed to the side of the road when he was only about three weeks old. He never grew much. He is overly affectionate and drools when you pet him.

Lola was a rescue that I brought home–once again without permission! She wiggled her way into being a house cat at my dad’s place and is thriving as a fat and happy house cat.

Barn cats: there are many barn cats that have their own personalities, but they either are feral or they don’t have names due to the fact they come and go. I love all my cats equally and deep down I will always be a cat girl at heart.

This series introducing my Fuzzy Horde is  just a small snippet into my hectic life on a hobby farm. None of my animals bring me profit or a full belly. They are all just pets–or lawn ornaments–as my boyfriend likes to call them. I love them as my own and I dedicate much of my time and day to them. I wouldn’t have it any other way. My animals are my source of happiness. 

Read Part 1 Here; Part 2 Here

A Note from lisa eddy:

Thank you, Bry, for taking CT readers on a field trip to your animal rescue/hobby farm! It was delightful! 

lisa eddy is a writer and editor for-hire, researcher, educator-for-hire, youth advocate,  musician, and gardener.

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