My wife and I are dog people. I grew up with a dog most of my life. First there was MacDougal - a…read moreScottish Terrier my dad brought home. Macdougal lived until my high school days and in the meantime, my mom had brought home a small dog of some sort and named her Sunshine. We called her Sunny. When I got out on my own, I went through a brief dogless period while I just tried to keep myself fed. I met Mousse - a Chocolate Lab, in 2000 and we were inseparable. She was by all accounts my best friend. I didn't know then but around the same time, the woman who would become my wife was meeting Sasha; a Newfoundland that would be her and her daughter's companion for the rest of Sasha's life. The love we had for those dogs were equalled only by the love we have for our own children - we're that big of dog people. Sasha passed away in October of 2012 and Mousse in September of 2113. By then, my wife and I were together - although not yet married. Neither of us were in a hurry to get another dog, we both felt that we just wanted OUR dogs back. We agreed that our dog would find us. Over Thanksgiving in 2014, we had a conversation with my two sisters, who had both lost their beloved dogs in recent months. Something made my wife (We'd been married in May) start looking. By the end of the following weekend, she thought she found our dog at Handfuls on Purpose. She showed me a picture and we researched the breed. Man, that dog was adorable. Cartoonishly adorable. Like if you'd hired an illustrator to design the most adorable stuffed dog, that dog is what it would look like. We carefully completed the application and waited. We were so nervous. On the way home from a business trip one night while waiting for a response from H.O.P.E., I purchased in-flight wifi just so I could send one last email plea asking them to give us a chance to give that dog a home. They responded that they had sent a message to my wife. They said yes. My next email from 30,000 feet was to my wife. "We got the dog". and then "Landing, I have to go". She had no idea I'd sent an email and didn't know how I would have found out that we got the dog but I forward the email to her and I dutifully closed my laptop. In the next few weeks while we plotted how we'd make the trip from our home in Kansas City to Hearne Texas, Elizabeth and the staff at H.O.P.E. kept us up to date with the dog by sending emails and pictures. You see, they're dog people too. And cat people, and just lifelong companion animal people. They get it. Pets don't need owners, they need families. We drove the 800 miles (and back) in one gruelingly long weekend. We were so excited to meet the dog who'd later be named "Olive". You could tell Olive had a special place in their hearts too. I think I saw a little tear in their eyes as we promised to love and care for her. The facility was nicer than I was expecting and shame on me for expecting less. The office was clean, the pens that we saw were clean and had walls that opened up so the dogs could get fresh air. They sent us home with a care package and her brief medical records. So Olive has had her first Dr.'s visit and she's healthy. I know the staff at H.O.P.E are busy taking care of the future family companions in their care but we'll keep in touch. I think they'd care that we did.

My husband and I work in Hearne and I try and stop every time I pass by this shelter…read more I give what I can monetarily and food wise. Any place that cares for abandoned animals is a good place. As far as the previous review... IT IS for the animals so put your own feelings aside for one moment and not get so offended. This place has a lot of animals and the thing under her desk is a very scared dog who they watch when people come in... So the fact that you weren't helped to carry the food is because they were making sure that dog was ok! Don't be selfish... You did drop off food so that's a step in the right direct :) Peace out and thanks for taking care of these animals Hope!

I like to thrift and when I can thrift at a place that supports local causes like Twin Cities…read moreMission, I really couldn't be happier. Unless of course I find some great buys! I did! I am! Deal of the day was Pampered Chef baking dish for $2. Parking was easy, staff was helpful. Prices are marked more generally on a sign than on each item, but if in doubt, just ask. I found a great selection of different soup bowls-what I was after and enjoyed poking around in a store that is far less commercial and more one of a kind than some other donation/resale shops.

Every time I go in I get a great deal! It's easier to find decor or craft supplies than clothes,…read morebut I've found some cute shoes and even a Walkman!

To a certain extent, this review has haunted me. By that, I mean I've written it in my head…read moremultiple times in the middle of the night, I've started it over several times because it was not possible to include the names of each and every wonderful person and the service each of them provided and how they profoundly impacted the life of my family. There just aren't enough characters available in a review to tell you how important this service is or how each of us was changed by it. So for months it's been sitting in my drafts, but I finally decided to rewrite this review and try to make it as informational as possible. It started back in the hospital when the hospital arranged for us to talk to representatives from several hospices. Hospice Brazos Valley sent out a woman from the Bryan office who was lovely and respectful to my father and answered all my family's questions. She provided us with their book that ended up being a very useful guide that I read through several times, got our contact information and arrangements were made very quickly to have my father transferred back home by ambulance the next day. I was contacted by Wilbea Medical Equipment (through hospice), who came out and set up everything we needed before my father was discharged and trained me on how to use all the medical equipment. They were also patient as I took notes and repeated things so I could also train my other family members in how to operate the equipment as well. Honestly, they thought of everything. Several hours after my father was home, an intake nurse came and explained the process to us, made sure we had contact information, signs to post outside for having certain equipment and oxygen on site, another copy of their guide and literally went through every service and every question we could possibly have. My mother and I were also trained in how to administer medications we hadn't seen outside of the hospital before. We were given a schedule for nurses and home health aides to come out and care for my father and train us how to care for him between visits. As he rapidly declined, they quickly adapted to a more frequent schedule without us having to ask or advocate for his needs. They brought everything we needed as we needed it, including ways to administer medications when my father could no longer swallow. They were gentle with both my father and my family, and I do believe a community based organization like Hospice Brazos Valley has to be the definition of angels walking among us. This entire process didn't cost my family anything, which was hard to wrap my head around as everything had cost so much the prior 9 months. So it was fascinating to suddenly have supplies being provided if we ran low and not having to argue with offices over bills or coverage or make another run to Walgreens. The guide had so much information, I was glad to have my own copy to read in the middle of the night by my father's hospital bed. It included contact information for all their locations, a thorough breakdown of all the stages of hospice, how your loved one transitions and what each one means. It also contained a list of tasks to help get your loved one's affairs in orders, a page of local contacts for funeral homes, contact and explanations of home health aides and what they do, contacts for volunteers who could sit with your loved one if you had an appointment to attend, bereavement counselling and so much more. It was the most useful, tangible thing I held during the entirety of 2022 and I can't even explain to you how many resources I researched during that year once my father was diagnosed in early January. Their contact phone number handled everything, they even had stickers to put around the house so nobody would panic and not know who to call. When we had to first administer morphine, when we needed a message sent to a nurse, when we had a question about a service, it was the same number for all of it and the staff on the phone was equally as amazing as the staff that I dealt with in person. This included a middle of the night emergency we had, if we had needed a doctor or ambulance dispatched, and the first call when my father passed away. They did an excellent job preparing my family and I for each step as my father rapidly declined, and handled each of us very differently. I will never forget how kind they were to my mother or how many of my questions they answered privately because they could see the different needs each of us had. They really serviced my entire family, not just my father, in ways you cannot attach a cost to. The simple fact is, this was the most traumatic 9 days of my life. However, I can't think of a single thing Hospice Brazos Valley could have done differently to make it better, but I can definitely think of many, many ways they could have made it worse if they weren't so prepared and so compassionate. They earn every bit of these 5 stars and more.

Hospice Brazos Valley will always hold a very special place in my heart. I recently lost my father…read moreafter a long battle with cancer. During his last months of life, Hospice Brazos Valley tended to him at our home (Thank you, Kelly and Kalyn!). The care he received was excellent. The nurses were always respectful, efficient, kind, and prepared. They communicated well with each other, so nothing ever fell through the cracks. Hospitals could learn a lot from them. The day of my father's death, Kelly guided us through all that was necessary. I can't imagine what we would've done without her. I will forever be grateful for the care they gave my father and our family.

I tried to stop to see it. there is no place to park your car. there is nothing more there than you…read moresee in the photo.