Where do I even begin when it comes to what this dog means to me? She's been through my toughest days with me. She survived emergency surgery for her stomach flipping. But most importantly she shows me love constantly, keeping even my darkest days a little brighter. There are no words to describe what she does for my soul.
Now, she limps around, still happy as can be, making sure everyone around her is fine. I'm unsure how it happened, but Abbey tore her ACL and needs surgery for it.
Because of my personal situation, I don't have the money for it. And it kills me to see her in pain.
Anything helps. She is the sweetest soul you could ever meet, and at the young age of 3, deserves to live the best life she can. We both need each other in good health.