Our sweet little Chewster Roos has developed a cancerous growth under his front leg. He's a little old man and with that sometimes comes fatty tumors, but this one has a little nastiness in it and it's also affecting his gait. He can't join us on walks or rough around with his fellow pups. Along with getting this removed, he would be getting a dental, which is much needed. He had been scheduled to have one in the winter; however, we had a very unexpected rush to the hospital with Esso. After having a costly medical emergency this winter with Esso, we are a little in need of some help.

Chewie has been our little mascot and one of the last three originating furry members of our little Hobbit Sheehan crew. He has always been so sweet and kind with any person or critter that we have welcomed into our house. With a golden disposition and maybe a touch of old man grumpiness these days, he just wants to be able to keep up with Khaleesi and Bernie. Please, help us make our little Ooderoos comfortable in his final chapters of life so we can make it back up to Wisconsin where he can dig the biggest hole on Cornucopia Beach!