A little dough for a special Moonpie...

Dear friends,

I must begin by apologizing for even starting this, but my options are minimal, and I cannot stand to see my baby suffer. Like many of you, life has not been exactly kind to me over the past year; my little family has suffered several losses, which unfortunately has left us down to a party of two broken girls. It feels as though every single time I think I am picking up enough pieces of my shattered heart to get it to function again, it is hit with another devastating blow, shattering it into smaller pieces and forcing me to start over.

A few of you know how I am physically unable to have children. Since 2012, I have struggled with my female reproductive health, ending in a hysterectomy last month. The physical recovery has been fairly straightforward, with some minor setbacks, but the mental recovery is just beginning. There are days where I convince myself that I am okay with being a mom in "unconventional" ways and then there are other days where I struggle to accept the fact I will never experience the beauty of motherhood in every capacity that the average woman can. Nevertheless, I count my blessings and continue this epic journey of life, hoping that with each passing day, the pain will become a little more bearable.

One of my main sources of comfort has been to rescue animals and give them a second chance at life. All of you should know that I have an extensive history with rescuing animals that started with two hedgehogs and developed into an entire farm at one point. I love being a fur-momma especially to dogs. The love of a dog is quite literally the definition of unconditional love and most days I don't feel like I deserve it, but I am so very grateful to experience it. My soulmate was my dog Luna. She honestly saved my life and I was forever in her debt. Unfortunately, she developed an aggressive form of cancer that started showing signs when it was too late. I genuinely lost a piece of myself that I know I will never get back the day she died. I was not able to repay my debt to her for all the times she saved me and I cannot forgive myself.

However, what I can do is devote my life to taking care of her sister, Moonpie.

Last month, Moonpie had the zoomies in the backyard and tore her ACL on her right leg. I scheduled surgery for the end of this month and made the necessary arrangements to keep her comfortable until then. However, life decided to throw yet another curveball to help shatter my heart, and Moonpie ended up tearing her left ACL just by simply existing. She no longer has use of her back legs. I have maxed out my carecredit loan with her diagnostic vet bills and I was denied an increase. Please, if you can spare some change, help my girl regain her ability to walk so that I can give her the best life possible. Thank you all for your time <3