Hips For Harley

Hello, Hoomans!

My name is Harley, and I need your help.

I have a fabulous life. For starters, I live in Auburn with my favorite hooman. War Eagle! He is awesome. He took me in when I was a puppy after someone found me all alone and hungry.

He’s already paid to have me spayed so I don’t have to worry about puppies ruining my promising career as a professional nap taker. And, he bought me toys, a bed, a crate and other fun stuff. He even got me my shots so I don’t have worms which would have been embarrassing to have to admit on my Tinder profile.

All in all, my hooman, Alex, has given me an amazing life!

The problem is that I need a major surgery. MAJOR. Which means it is majorly expensive. Turns out I have bad hips. And, if they are not fixed, well, I won’t be able to keep on living the good life here in Auburn. Or anywhere else for that matter.

I’m asking for your help. If you could chip in a little for my surgery, so I can keep on keeping on I would be forever grateful. Plus, I know it would make my hooman really happy.

Oh, and Alabama fans are welcome to contribute. But, only if you have sense enough to know that Archibald’s is better than Dreamland. I also wouldn’t object if Coach Saban or Miss Terry wanted to chip in, I mean, it’s not like they can’t afford it!

Thanks from the bottom of my heartworm-free heart!

Love,
Harley