A year ago, someone took pity on me and turned me into the Humane Society. I had been homeless, a stray, and still just a baby. At the shelter they did the best they could for me. They made sure that I was safe and fed and got me my vaccinations and fixed me. But something else was wrong. I was sick, and getting sicker, they didn’t know what was wrong. The longer I stayed the more weight I lost and the more depressed I became.
After three months, when Patrick sent me to Diane instead of giving up on me, I’m sure everyone hoped that I would perk up. Instead, Diane’s vet discovered why I was so sick. I have kidney disease and there is no cure. Diane didn’t want to give up on me, either. She didn’t think anyone would adopt a dog in bad shape and with a life expectancy of only three months but someone did! My mom saw my picture and said, “He needs a family. He needs someone to miss him when he goes to the Rainbow Bridge. He needs a soft bed to die on, not a hard kennel floor.”
She took me home and gave me medicine and good food and attention and love and a family. She took me to Dr. Dana who said that if Mom continues to give me all of those things then I will live to be 10 or 11 just like any other German Shepherd! Here’s the problem, though. I’m expensive. Mom took me in and promised that she would love me up to heaven. She meant it! However, she thought that my sick and broken body, weighing only 50 pounds, would be in heaven in 3 months.
Now that I’ve rallied and I’m not considered terminal anymore, and I weigh a respectable 85 pounds, Mom is happily planning my 2nd birthday party in August! She’s been shorting the house bills by at least $250-$300 every month for the nine months she’s had me to pay for my food and medicine, (already three times as long as they thought I would live! :-) ) This is on top of my vet bills- I had another appointment with blood work last Saturday and I know how worried Mom was.
I wish I could help her but I can’t. I work really hard to be a good boy and Mom’s tried everything she knows to make more money to take good care of me but she’s out of ideas. Will you please help us? Mom said that I have a home forever with her. Period. Even if our home is a cardboard box under the bridge she will never, ever abandon me but we really have nowhere else to turn. She’s gratefully accepted donations before and borrowed money from family and friends, she’s worked extra hours and extra jobs, she’s reached out to celebrity animal lovers and entered contests but it’s never been quite enough to get ahead and the hole just keeps getting deeper each month.
We try to give back where we can. We have participated in 5Ks and Walks, and raised money for Breast Cancer, MS, Autism and the Humane Society. We make sandwiches to deliver to the homeless people who sleep at Kunkle Plaza. I’m learning how to be a comfort dog since I can’t serve on the police force or in the military because of my kidneys. I’m not taking my second chance for granted. If you have anything to spare, even $5 or $10, and if you could share this plea with your networks we would be so very, very appreciative! We need $2,500 to get out of the hole and another $1,500 to get on top so that we can stop begging for money. If we get anything more, every penny over $4,000 will be donated to local animal shelters and animal rescues so that other homeless pets can get as lucky as I did. Above all else, please pray for us and Stay Gold, my friends. <3