I’ve had Winston since he was 4 weeks old. He’s been with me through everything — the birth of my daughter, my divorce, and even times when I didn’t have a place to live. He never left my side. He never judged. He was just there, loyal, loving, and constant.

Now, his health is failing, and I have to make the hardest decision, to let him go peacefully. But I’m struggling to afford the cost of euthanasia and cremation. I feel awful even having to ask for help, but I don’t want Winston to suffer or be taken out of this world without the dignity he deserves.

I just want to do right by him. He’s been everything to me.

If you can help with anything, no matter how small, it would mean the world. And if you can’t donate, even sharing this helps more than you know.

Thank you for reading and caring.