A week ago today, 30 minutes before I had to be at work, my perfect girl lost mobility in both her right paws. I was terrified and completely lost.

Although we are making progress at times, a visit to the neurologist is in the future, with potential surgery. I’ve missed an entire week of work to be with her and care for her.

She has to be in a crate 24/7 to restrict her mobility. And let me tell you, I don’t know who hates that more, me or her.

This dog has helped me through one of the toughest times in my life. I can’t imagine a single day without her already. (She’s only 5.) She is my entire universe, my heartbeat, my soul, my everything.

Life isn’t fair. I know times are tough right now and it’s the holidays, but if you can spare anything to help my sweet, sweet, perfect girl, I would appreciate it.

Happy Holidays,

Love, your local bartender,

Coco.