Help Kim and Her Family Heal After a Traumatic Incident Involving Her Dogs

On April 6, a traumatic incident involving two of my dogs left me hospitalized with serious injuries and took the life of my soul dog, Frankie. I’m now facing a long recovery, multiple surgeries, and rising expenses. I’m asking for help — with a heavy heart — to support my family and begin healing, physically and emotionally.

Hi, my name is Kim, and I’m reaching out with a story I never imagined I’d have to share.

On April 6, a traumatic incident involving two of my beloved dogs completely changed my life. As many of you know, dogs have always been at the center of my heart. My family and I have been rescuing and fostering dogs for years — dozens have come through our doors and found love and safety here. The four dogs we currently have are all foster “fails” — the ones we simply couldn’t part with because they became family.

One of them, Frankie, was my heart. My baby. My soul dog.

Over time, Frankie had shown signs of neurological or other medical issues. He was never aggressive toward people, but he became unpredictable around one of our other dogs, T. They were always kept separated and managed the situation with care.

But on that Sunday, I was cooking and cleaning — distracted — and I believe I accidentally left a gate open. Frankie and T got into a fight. I reacted instantly, as I always do, to protect them both.

My 16-year-old and 12-year-old sons were there and saw everything. I fought to separate the dogs, determined to keep them safe. By the time I did, Frankie was gravely injured, and I had sustained serious wounds myself.

I was rushed to the hospital and required emergency surgery. My injuries include:

- A broken left arm

- A torn ACL in my left leg

- Multiple deep bite wounds and punctures on both arms

- Intense bruising, swelling, and nerve damage

- And I now face multiple future surgeries and a long recovery

But nothing compares to the pain of losing Frankie. He was everything to me. The one. They say you’re lucky to have one truly special animal in your life — Frankie was mine. From the moment I saw his photo, I knew he was meant for me. I truly believe he was the reincarnation of someone I’ve loved deeply in this life.

I was released from the hospital recently, but I’m currently bedridden and unable to walk or work. My husband is now our only income, and we’re trying to keep up with:

- My medical and surgical bills

- Veterinary costs for Frankie and T

- Ongoing care, medications, and recovery supplies

- Our mortgage and household expenses

This is not easy for me. I’ve always been independent, always tried to carry the load for everyone. But right now, I can’t do it alone. I’m physically hurting, emotionally shattered, and doing my best to stay strong for my family and the animals who still need me.

If you can help in any way — by donating or simply sharing — it would mean more than I can express.

Thank you for reading my story, for supporting us, and for holding us in your hearts during this devastating time.

With love,

Kim