Hello friends,

I wish I were writing with better news. Many of you have followed Conan’s journey since he first fell ill over a year ago, and your love, prayers, and generosity have carried us through every step. Today, we find ourselves at the hardest point of this fight, and we’re humbly asking for help once more.

For transparency, we created a fundraiser for him last year which i kept open, but it only raised about $230 of the $6,000 we needed at that time, so most of the medical bills were carried on our own savings, credit cards and debt. We were hopeful we could manage, until this recent relapse pushed us far past what we can handle alone. I am also willing to share the receipts and invoices if needed.

Conan, our sweet, goofy, loving, chonky, 5-year-old “dog-kid,” has been battling severe Inflammatory CNS Disease for over a year now. His condition has gone through cycles of improvement and relapse, and for the past year we’ve done everything possible, medications, neurologist visits, diagnostics, emergency care, to keep him comfortable and give him the chance at a full life.

But over the last few months, things have taken a turn for the worse.

About three months ago, Conan had a relapse severe enough that his neurologist had to increase his medication doses again. We fought through it, hoping it would stabilize like the previous ones. But this past week… this past week has been the worst he’s experienced throughout his treatment.

Conan began having sudden, terrifying episodes of pain, moments where his entire body stiffens violently, causing him to collapse or keel over. His eyes go wide, his muscles lock up, and all he can do is howl, frozen in agony, unable to move. These episodes can last up to three minutes at a time, and each one feels like a lifetime.

Tonight, after another severe pain strike, we rushed him back to the VCA ER. He is now confined again.

We’ve been in and out of the hospital all week.

The bills are overwhelming.

Our savings are gone. Our credit are almost completely maxed out.

We are back at a heartbreaking crossroads we prayed we’d never have to face again. The doctors have been honest: Conan urgently needs continued treatment and new testing… or the only remaining option is one I will never ever consider. Not for him. Not for my boy. Because for me, for our family, that is simply not an option.

We are not ready to give up on him.

Conan is family.

Conan is my fur baby, truly my kid in every way that matters.

I am his dog parent, and I will fight for him with everything I have.

He has given us nothing but love, joy, and companionship since the day he came into our lives, and he deserves every chance at healing.

But right now, I can’t do it alone.

This is why I’m asking for your help, whether through a donation, sharing this fundraiser, or simply sending a bit of love his way. Every single contribution will go directly toward his hospitalization, neurological care, medications, and the tests he urgently needs to keep fighting.

Your support could be the reason Conan gets another chance, another day to play, to smile, to feel safe, and to know he is loved.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you for reading, for caring, and for standing with us through this heartbreaking chapter. Your kindness truly means everything.

With love and gratitude,

Marvel, Conan, and our family