Glorious Gator, In A Pickle! Halp!

Hello frens. Am Gator. I mayhapsably might've eaten a corn cob, my bad, I know. My ultra strong, oober amazing tum-tum muscles cant pass it. So i'm in a bit of a pickle you see. I'm something called "Obstructed" as the vet man says. I think he's just a bit jelly of my majestic chesticle hairs and wants to shave them off.

Anyways, the hoomans need your help to make me feel fantastical again.

I've been working as a certified therapy dog for over four years now, bringing light and happiness to others in their darkest hour. My world is getting a little bleak right now. Please help me out so I can continue my impawtant work bringing my golden sunshine to others for a long time to come.

If each person donates just $1.00, I can have the surgery I need that will save my life and help me get back up on my paws. Please share the hekk out of this fundraiser, my life kinda sorta depends on it. Thanks fren.

(We have [yellow]ball parked the anticipated costs of the tests, surgery, and follow up care. ANY FUNDS LEFT OVER/UNUSED WILL BE DONATED TO THE CHILDRENS HOSPITAL.)

xoxoxoxo, Gator

Do good. Be good. Luv everyone.