Hi, my name is Forrest Gump, but everyone calls me Forrest.

I’m only six months old, and I didn’t have the best start in life. I was born into a rough place and bounced around, never really knowing what it meant to have a home. Then I met my dad. He gave me food, a warm bed, and love. For the first time, I felt safe.

Now I’m fighting for my life. I’ve got parvo! The vets say it’s serious, but I’m still fighting. I’m on fluids and medicine, and everyone’s doing their best to help me pull through. I want to live. I want to go home.

The problem is, my treatment costs about $2,000 a night, and my dad’s doing everything he can to keep me here, but the money’s running out. The vets have said that without enough funds, my care might have to stop.

If you can help — even a little — it could give me the chance to beat this and go back home where I belong.

Thank you for reading my story and caring about me.

Love,

Forrest