This is my companion, Chevy. Before I get to the point of this post, let me tell you his story.
Chevy came from a line of well-bred Labradors. Apparently his parents had been in commercials and such, so his line was very well known, established and perfect, the stereo-typical breeders right? Unfortunately, Chevy was born with a birth defect, he had no tail. His breeders wouldn’t sell him because of their reputation and were going to put him down. Before they could, a family stepped in and pleaded to let his breeders adopt him out, and thankfully they agreed. Sadly, Chevy’s struggles didn’t end there. His new owners were not prepared for a dog, and took to locking him in their basement cellar for 8 hours a day, neglecting him from any attention and instead over feeding him treats when he wanted attention, didn’t train him or walk him ever, basically keeping him confined to his cage and always in the dark.(We would later figure out this treatment caused severe problems: from him being too terrified of the cage we got him to him desperate for any kind of attention and having many behavioral problems.) The family decided they didn’t want him anymore and were either going to put him down or give him away to anyone for free. Luckily for Chevy, my family and I were able to rescue him and he now lives in a loving home with me.
This is the problem: while at the dog park one day, a man who’s dog was playing with Chevy came over to try to get them to stop playing. For whatever reason, instead of just calling his dog or Chevy over, he came over and sat on Chevy. Just sat right on his back and crushed him underneath his weight. The man took his dog and left just like that before anyone could say anything to him and I’ve never seen him since. Because of what he did to my friend, poor Chevy now has leg problems; he walks around limping and we can’t take him to the park or on walks anymore out of fear he gets even worse. We took him to the vet and she said he had a problem with his crucial leg ligament and that he would need surgery or would be stuck like this in pain for the rest of his life.
Surgery costs around $3 000. We are unable to afford that. Now my mom is thinking of giving him up so we “don’t have to deal with his problems.” Chevy is my best friend. We saved each other. I cannot allow anyone to take him away and have me give him up, I don’t want that to have to happen to him again. He is my family, he finally has a home with people who love him and care about him and treat him right, he doesn’t deserve that.
I know this is a lot to ask for and I’m so sorry I have to, but if anyone could donate anything to help pay for his surgery, it would mean so much to both Chevy and I. His life has been full of pain and I just want to love him and make him happy. Anything would help, even one dollar, and even just spreading this post around. There is a button on my blog you can click on and donate from there, or here is a link.
Again I am so sorry to be asking this, but it’s the only thing I can do for him. Thank you so so so much for anything you can do to help. I hope Chevy gets better soon.