Save Mojo's Life

Nothing has ever been quite so difficult to write.

Meet Mojo. He's the sweetest puppy I've ever held. I was there with my brother when they saw each other for the first time. I couldn't keep my fingers off his little toe beans. I even got to hold him on the ride home, and once there, he proceeded to twist onto his back and take a drooly, snorey nap in my arms.

My brother and I have a sort of "shared custody" with Mojo. He's my dog when I get to pull his ears. (Heh.) He eats absolutely anything he can get his nose into. His belly is his most outstanding feature, almost as big as the gargantuan paws he manages to navigate the world with. (Seriously, I don't blame him for his clumsiness. I'm shocked he's not more clumsy than he already is!) His favorite past time is playing with empty soda bottles, of all things-- at least he'll find no shortage of entertainment.

Now, Mojo is three months old, and my brother is finding excess money a difficulty at the moment. This means keeping Mojo's shots up to date is also a difficulty. Unfortunately... This means keeping Mojo safe from icky bugs a difficulty as well. We figured it wouldn't be anything to worry about as long as we kept him away from other dogs.

This came back to bite us today, sudden and hard. My brother's beside himself and Mojo is just so exhausted from being sick he can hardly keep his head up.

Mojo's vet visit took all the money my brother had; he even received an advance on his paycheck to get his foot in the door... But that's just it. His foot is in the door, and we have a diagnosis, but if Mojo's parvo is going to be treated, we will need this money. Neither of us have this money.

Please. I'm so desperate to save this puppy. He's so important to all of us, and his condition is declining by the moment.