Have you ever met someone and found them so attractive that everything they do is beautiful. The way their nose wrinkles when they smile, the way their hips move when they walk, the way they lick their lips when they’re deep in concentration, the way their lips move as they talk. Everything they do brings beauty, and it’s captivating to watch.
This is Poopie. She’s my best friend. I know that sounds cheesy, but it’s true. We found her a year and a half ago (give or take) wandering the streets. When we brought her home I began looking for her owners. She’d had a harness on as well as bandages around her back and leg. I figured someone was missing her. Turns out they weren’t, and after spending a few weeks with her it wouldn’t have mattered. She’d stolen my heart, and my side of the bed. She’s sweet and loving. I had no idea a dog could be so kind.
For the past few days she’s been sick. She started throwing up on Tuesday. I was trying not to freak out over nothing, but took her to the vet just in case. They said “she probably just ate something weird,” gave her a shot, and sent her home. They said that if she wasn’t better by the next day that I should bring her back in.
The next day she really did seem better. She wanted to go play outside like normal, and was upset when I said that she couldn’t. She even ate a little bit. Later that night, however, she started throwing up again. This time it seemed like it was happening every five minutes. Not an exaggeration. She didn’t sleep at all last night, and neither did I. We went back to the vet this morning. They took blood for tests that didn’t show much. They took x-rays that showed that her stomach was enlarged and had pushed her intestines further back than they should be. They relieved some of that pressure, but the x-rays still didn’t show what exactly is going on.
The vet wants to do what’s called an exploratory, which is where they open her up to see what’s going on inside. It could be something simple they can remove, or it could be a cancer on an organ they can’t get rid of. Worst case scenario: they’ll euthanize her while she is in surgery. I signed the paper work and everything, and it breaks my heart to even think that she won’t come home.
I left her at the vet this morning around 10:00 am where they hooked her up to some fluids so she could get hydrated. I went back to see her around 4:00 pm. I stayed with her for almost an hour. The reason I left was because they said I could come back tomorrow when they open to visit again before the surgery.
The surgery is scheduled for tomorrow morning around 10:00-11:00 am.
The estimate the vet gave me was $700-$1500 which is more money than I have. I have drained and closed out my savings account. In other words, I need help. I’ve done everything I can for Poopie, but I still need help paying for the operation.
I know this is a really long post, and I’m sorry. I wouldn’t ask this if I had another option. It’s been a struggle all day long. I’ve been trying to stay positive, but it’s hard.
If you can donate, I would be so grateful. If you can’t, I completely understand. Either way, I’d apprecate a signal boost.
