Bring Ozzy Home

On Thursday night, I received a call from my mom that I never expected to get. She was screaming “ozzy is gone. Ozzy is gone.” I was so confused in that moment. She then told me that our family dog Ozzy had been hit by a truck and died in her arms.

This left me speechless. How could he be gone just like that when I was just talking to her earlier and could hear him barking in the background.

My mom has not had the easiest past couple of years. Emotionally, financially or physically, but Ozzy was her lifeline through everything. He was the one thing that made her feel better in the mess that is life. He is/was her world.

She would like to get him cremated, but unfortunately just doesn’t have the funds to do so. I’d love to help her as much as possible, but unfortunately due to a mass amount of student debt I also do not have the funds for this. This is why I set up this go fund me so we can help her bring Ozzy home so he will always stay with her.

If I had another option to help her, I would take it, but unfortunately I do not. I want to bring Ozzy, Ozwald, Gizzy, Ozzer home for her.

Thank you.