Help Taz Heal and Explore the World

Five years ago, my little dog Taz slipped through the cracks of my world and vanished. He was my shadow, my joy, and losing him felt like losing a piece of myself. I searched every day, plastering missing posters across neighborhoods, calling his name, hoping he’d hear me. Days turned to weeks, then months, but I never gave up. Then after years, a friend of a friend saw one of my online posters they reached out. Taz had been found, a city away, alive and waiting. When I held him again, his small body trembling against, it felt like time had folded in on itself, erasing the ache of those lost years. I need help covering his medical expenses and I want to take time of off so I can take him to see the world he missed. Blessings and most importantly Thank you!❤️