Help an old sick dog to go back to his furever pawrent

Hi, I am Bolt and this is my long story short..

Seven. I think I’m seven. In human years I’m 49. I really don’t remember but I know many hot summers and cold winters have passed, too many.

My human left me. Others said I am reactive, they said I bite, they wanted to euthanize me. But I was just wandering around, looking for some shelter and some food.. I am sorry if I was a trouble.

They didn’t know my owner was the one who is aggressive, not me. I never learned to behave because nobody taught me how. I never had any friends. I only had him, until he realized he didn’t need me anymore, so he abandoned me… I would never do that to him, I loved him even though he misstreated me, I prawmise!!

Later I met some dogs on the street, abandoned just like me. Oh, I do remember them, like it was yesterday. I remember their woofs, their scent, their fur, their playfulness and carefreeness. I also remember how they disappeared one by one - from cars, from other dogs, from people ... You know, the place where we were hiding is not a place for young and playful dogs. They naively believe everyone, all in that childish way, and that naivety cost them their lives. Oh how I woofed to them - about a warm home, about a full bowl, about fresh water ... I told them my memories from the period when I had a home, when I was not abandoned; hoping to experience that again. At night, on a cold rock, I dreamed of their better lives, too. But my dreams for them never came true.

Their owners clearly never heard about neutering their dogs. If they had done it, oh how much pain and loss would have been avoided…

Now that you know how many tragic memories I’m carrying, I have to tell you that even though it’s weird, some sparkle of hope still shined in me… A hope that maybe there is someone for me. Someone who will look at me with his heart and not the eyes, someone who will see I’m not dangerous. But as days were passing I would feel silly to even think of something like that, because barely anybody adopts young and healthy dogs nowadays, who the hell would want an old partially deaf boy like me!?

And then, she was here. And this hope sparkled again! And it was stronger than ever! Yes, a girl came and said she’s taking me home. The only thing we needed to do, was to make sure I tolerate kids, because she is a single mom to a small daughter. I passed that test and it actually doesn’t bother me having that tiny human around me, even though I sometimes wear a muzzle and us two definately can’t be left unattended (but I think that’s the rule with any other dog).

So, she bought me food, collar, pillows and a cute blanket. She took me in. People, I had a bed (altough yes, she let me snuggle with them ocasionally.)

I had a pawrent, I had a place to call my own again! I was so happy! Can you imagine?? And then, out of nowhere, she suffered spinal cord infraction and temporary she is not able to walk... It might be months until she is able to fully walk again. So, knowing not anybody can take care of an reactive dog, she found the only boarding facility that wanted to take me, and here I am now, but I hear it’s pretty pricey…

She can’t work now because of that disability, and her sallary drasticaly dropped. It’s a situation in life you can never fully prepare for. And I am so sorry to be a weight again.

The owner of the facility takes good care of me & he also works on socializing me, but, it needs to be payed regulary + my food. I also need to be seen by vet because my reactions to sounds are getting weaker and weaker..

What I did hear, is them talking about buying me a middle sized home crate to put with one side open in the big crate outside where I’m at, so that I could feel a little warmer, and I love the idea! Cause you know, I'm old. And I’m sick. And the winters here are strong. And spring is far away. Can anybody help my pawrent with paying these expenses? I know then, when she’ll be able to take me back, I will again be in the warmth. She prawmises she’ll take the best care of me as soon as she’ll be able, and I trust her oh so much! Can you help her to help me, maybe? Even with 5-10$? If not, it’s ok, I am afraid this might be my last winter anyway...

- Bolt is dogo argentino who is believed to be around 7 years old. He was found without a microchip. He is at the boarding facility now, because his current owner suffered spinal cord infraction. Bolt is partially deaf, a bit reactive and not easy for handling. He will be at the boarding facility until his owner gets back on her feet, because nobody except them wants to foster him. He was abandoned, mistreated and almost euthanized. He’s looking for people who can help with paying these expenses, which is an alternative to surrending him to a state shelter which is free, but in which case they force the owner to sign off the rights, and then she has no rights to take him back. It means he might be given to a first person that shows up, or he could bite someone due to caused stress and maybe not survive this winter at all… Can we help him live the rest of his old age peacefully? Can we help him go back to his current pawrent? Can we all together show him that he can go back to his furever home, after this temporary separation? And maybe light up again that small small sparkle that’s left in this old boy’s eyes?

Also, hug your dogs extra tight tonight. Rejoice in just being with them ♥️