If you know me, you know Captain.

He’s been my little shadow, my noisy alarm clock, my couch companion, and my long-suffering co-worker for years, the one who sits in on all the Teams calls and definitely knows more corporate secrets than he should. He’s the kind of cat who yells at me for being late with dinner, steals the warm spot on the bed, and still gets away with it because he’s ridiculous and perfect.

Today he had to be rushed into emergency surgery for a urinary tract blockage and an enlarged bladder. It’s serious, but he’s a tough little guy. The costs for surgery and aftercare, though, are more than I can manage on my own.

If you’re able to chip in, I’d be beyond grateful. Truly anything helps — and if donating isn’t possible, even sharing this would mean the world. Captain deserves the chance to get back to supervising my emails and yelling at me for not pouring biscuits fast enough.

Thank you for caring about him like I do.