My name is Katrina, and my puppy Maxxie is my whole world. She’s just 6 1/2 months old—a Shih Tzu Maltese—and doesn’t understand why we lost our home. Right now, we’re sleeping on a friend’s floor with no lights. I can barely eat or sleep, and I blame myself every day for what’s happened. The hardest part is that on Sunday, we have to leave because the van owner is coming back, and we’ll have nowhere to go.

I’ve been having nervous breakdowns trying to handle this, but I’m doing my best not to fall apart because Maxxie needs me. She’s too little to be on the street. She just wants to play and cuddle like every puppy should, and I want to give her the safe, happy life she deserves.

I’m raising funds for an emergency motel so Maxxie and I are safe after Sunday, for puppy food, flea meds, and a vet checkup, and to help us toward a deposit for stable housing. Any support helps us get one more night safe. If you can’t give, please share our story. Maxxie depends on me, and I’m terrified of failing her. Thank you for seeing us. We’re not giving up.