Pickle, a longhaired tabby, sitting calmly inside a shelter intake cage

Pickle, Intake #14: Inside the 92-Cat Lincoln Hoarding Case That Has Volunteers Working Until Midnight

Last Updated on May 31, 2026 by admin

The fourteenth cat the Capital Humane Society pulled out of a small ranch house on the south side of Lincoln, Nebraska, was a long-haired tabby with mossy-green eyes, a missing front-left canine, and a slightly bent tail. He had — visibly — been pickled in the smell of the rest of them.

The intake staff named him Pickle. The name stuck because of one volunteer’s specific observation when she set him in a cardboard intake crate at 11:47 p.m. on the night of the seizure: “I am sorry, but yes, that name. That is what the truck smelled like.”

The Lincoln Case

Ninety-two cats are now in the care of the Capital Humane Society after a Lincoln Animal Control inspection found multiple violations at a single-family home on Lincoln’s south side. Officers entered the property in early February of 2026 after a neighbor complaint. They left it with vans.

The owner is not in custody, has not been named in the public-facing materials, and is, the Capital Humane Society director Kennedy Lassiter confirmed, working with the agency on a relinquishment agreement. The cats — most of whom are domestic shorthair and longhair, ranging from kittens to senior — have been processed in waves over the past two weeks, with overflow placed at partner shelters in Omaha and Grand Island.

Pickle Specifically

He was, the volunteer intake coordinator Caleb Tran told us, completely calm. He was also the fourteenth cat to come out of a back bedroom that contained, in the end, thirty-one cats inside it. He sat in his intake crate watching the loading dock with the expression of a man who had been waiting eleven years for somebody to ask him a sensible question.

He weighed in at eleven pounds two ounces — underweight for a longhair of his build, but not emaciated. His coat will require a season’s worth of bath, brush, and bath again before the smell will not be the first thing somebody notices about him. He has been declared a foster-only adoption candidate (medical clearance to follow), and Kennedy Lassiter has, with some amusement, told the local news she will not be surprised if he ends up living the rest of his life with Caleb.

The Math Behind 92

Ninety-two cats translates, in shelter math, to: forty-eight foster homes, three veterinary teams running round the clock, twenty-two crates of donated litter delivered the first weekend, eleven volunteer photographers logging faces. It also translates to: the entire small dog kennel of the Capital Humane Society’s main shelter being temporarily relocated to make room for kittens too young to be in foster.

The shelter has waived adoption fees on all Lincoln-case cats through the end of June. Foster applications are open. They are, Lassiter said, particularly looking for fosters with experience in “a cat who’s a little behind on socialization, who’s going to want to spend the first week behind your couch.”

Pickle, Last Update

Caleb gave Pickle his second bath on Sunday morning. The smell, he reported on the shelter’s Facebook page, is now “a cat who recently was a pickle, rather than a pickle that recently was a cat.”

Progress.

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