Welcome to Odd Man Inn’s annual HOA Election, our FUNdraiser to keep the Sanctuary Clinic stocked with the everyday essentials that make care for the Sanctuary Babes possible. Your donation is your VOTE, and your votes fund a full year of animal care supplies!
Five years to the day after Odd Man Inn arrived in Tennessee, Big Boss Charity has been sworn in as the HOA President. Your votes elected a new President AND stocked the Sanctuary Clinic for a whole year!
Whether you voted once or twenty times, shared a link, or simply cheered from the sidelines—whatever your part, we felt it! And we are grateful.
THANK YOU for helping us keep the promise of Sanctuary Babe Life.
Well, well, well.
Looks like y’all have made OFFICIAL what the Feral Neighborhood has known all along: the MATRIARCH is in charge.
Thank you for electing me to lead OUR Sanctuary! I take the baton from President Falkor. Enjoy retirement, friend. I’ve got it from here.
I would also like to extend my appreciation to my fellow candidates: Ozzie, the miracle Pinkie of the MedBarn who is resilience personified, and Edward, who always leads with kindness and has even made yours truly reconsider caution with strangers. Both of you ran a spirited race, and OUR sanctuary is stronger for it! Thank you.
Today also matters for another reason. Five years ago, this exact day, Odd Man Inn first arrived in Tennessee. Some humans are calling it our “5-year Tenniversary.”
I haven’t decided if I like that term yet, but I do like what’s happened since…
Lots of new housing, carefully insulated by skilled volunteers. Massive awnings for shade. Bus-stop meals delivered on time, every single day. Fresh drinking water in every neighborhood. Gravel roads that keep tires off OUR grass. Spays for every sister. Oh, and yes, launching the Big Boss Charity Swamp Soap.
But even with all these changes, one thing never changed: FAMILY.
Family isn’t blood. Family is who you CHOOSE, who you hold the line for. Baby Joey, Rae, the Fuzzy Ferals, every snout in the Feral Neighborhood? My family.
And starting now, every single Sanctuary Babe—across every neighborhood—is family. And, no matter which candidate got your vote, so are YOU.
Family means I’ll care for you, stand up for you, fight for you. Liking you? That’s optional.
Every vote you cast stocked our Sanctuary Clinic with meds, bandages, gloves, medicated soaps, special ointments and washes—the works. Together we turned a friendly contest into real-world care for every Babe who calls Odd Man Inn home.
From my proudly pig-headed heart, thank you for believing that every animal deserves a Sanctuary Babe life.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, the swamps are calling. Before I take on my official duties, I want to finish crafting the perfect mudball for the Spring Art Crawl.
Presidentially yours,
Charity
2026 HOA President & Eternal Matriarch
Pig-headed gets thrown around by humans as if it’s an insult. They use it to mean stubborn, because they’ve decided pigs are just stubborn.
So, as we launch our HOA Election on NATIONAL PIG DAY—a celebration of ALL things pigs—and elect a new Pig Head of State, we figured it was the perfect time to retire a lazy insult.
We want to celebrate who pigs ACTUALLY are.
Pigs aren’t “just stubborn.” They’re complicated. They’re social. They’re emotional. They’re mischievous. They’re particular. They’re protective. They’re sweet.
We think being pig-headed can mean any of those things. And then some.
Three candidates. One common platform. Three different types of pig-headed. Choose wisely (or don’t—vote for them ALL).
Sanctuary HOA Elections have their own rules (because of course they do)!
ALL THROUGH THE MONTH OF MARCH, you can vote to elect one of the three candidates for HOA President of Odd Man Inn.
Your votes helped fund the Sanctuary Clinic and caregiving supplies our team relies on every single day, including:
