7 dogs, 3 cats and a missed dad ❤️

Old friends and new… This is not only humbling but one of the more difficult things I have ever done… For those that know me super well.. asking for help is NEVER an option, (my pride is a constant struggle)….….

With that being said , 3 years ago I “fostered” and ultimately adopted (of course)…a dog named Jax he was in terrible condition… having a crushed jaw that was wired but never again treated, malnourished, matted, infested with ticks and fleas, and ramped with infection due to a hole in his cheek caused by a protruding wire and diseased gums and mouth. He never barked, shook his fur, or jumped in our laps due to it being too painful..

He was dumped!! Dumped by another irresponsible owner that decided he wasn't worth the care he needed….

Fast forward 3 years he has managed to eat in small bites, howl, shake his fur and play with pack… ( he still doesn’t like jumping)…he has become my ultimate snuggle buddy…

but this weekend things changed… he started pawing at his jaw and whimpering in pain… this time I knew he needed specialty care.. we packed up and headed to UC DAVIS…

take a pause here…….

This is where my struggle begins as many of you know my father passed away on the 26th…a rapid month of painful decline, and failure of the VA system . He was my world and he showed me what it meant to be an actual “Dog mom” because of him I have learned what it means to be loved unconditionally (by a father and many 4 legged children).

the 28th Frankie (my eldest dog) hurt his back and taken to ER $$$$

the 30th the 2nd youngest Buttercup was diagnosed with an unknown eye infection/growth that was enclosing 60 percent of her eyes $$$ (Monday the 3rd, we found a fix and she’s on her way to healing)

July 1, Jax began pawing at his cheek and whimpering in pain, and he had crepitus in his jaw. Monday July 3, we headed to UC DAVIS …

to many people this sounds like a string of bad luck…. Or just sad days…. It feels like a rocket ship exploded in my home…my heart is breaking and I don’t have time to Morn or process what I need to process..

Many ask “how can I help?” Or “what ever you need let me know”….. never in a million years have I ever thought I would be asking for help… let alone a financial one…..

Jax’s initial treatment is over $6,000.00 dollars and has another operation that will be the same if not more. Including follow ups and transportation etc.. a whopping $12-15,000.00 (if everything goes according to plan.)

The timing of this along with service fees and expenses for my father has me spinning…. I know some of you are asking why doesn’t she just work overtime?? For years this hasn’t been an option due to dads reoccurring appointments and regular care. Now I am unable to do so …do to my responsibility for 7 dogs and 3 cats… (all rescues)….

I don’t know how to ask, but this is my attempt at doing so… I’m a very proud person and this humbling to say the very least….but they say you never know if you don’t ask … so I’m askin.. anything will help.. If for some grace of love ..Monies raised is more than what is needed extras will be donated to my favorite dog rescue..

I appreciate your thoughts and reading this until the very end…… If you feel this is shareable, I appreciate it as well…thank you friend for helping me “ask” (MG)