My kitty

Hi, my name is Kelly. I have a really, really awesome cat named Foppa. Foppa is sick.

I rescued Foppa - a small, friendly black kitty - when I graduated from college and moved to my first apartment. Foppa\'s moved with me many times, always a faithful companion and welcome ball of fluffy cheer. He\'s my bud, and I love him.

Recently, Foppa became sick. He stopped using his litterbox, he wasn\'t his normal, energized self. After a visit to the vet I found my options were these: admit Foppa to the animal hospital for the first of many visits, feed him special food, and maintain a number of prescription medicines or do nothing. If I did the former, Foppa would likely lead a happy kitty life. If I did the latter, he would die.

The decision was an easy one.

But the bills have become overwhelming. Faced with the choice between taking on the burden of suffocating credit card debt or sentencing my cat to death, I chose to help him live. And now I turn to you, the collective generous masses, to help me. If you can contribute anything, if you think that helping me care for Foppa will bring a smile to your face, I ask you to do it. Any small amount. Know that somewhere out there there is a girl and her fluffy little friend who are forever grateful to you. All funds will be used to pay Foppa\'s medical bills and all associated costs.