"Her name is Lola, she is a good girl..."

Lola needs your loving help. I'm Sue, Lola's mom for six years and she's not doing well after having bloat surgery and her spleen removed.

Lola came into my life from a phone call. My current dog at the time, Emmy, was eight and I wanted to think about another puppy in the next year or so. I called my breeder to be put on a list. Lynn, an awesome breeder, had some unforeseen circumstances and needed to rehome 3 of her dogs. Site unseen, I said I’d take care of the two-year-old. That’s Lola.

My dad and I drove down to Illinois in a tremendous rainstorm. Once home, she barely ate for a few weeks. Emmy was like what is this? Soon, they were best friends. Emmy’s experience taught Lola some confidence and how to have some fun. Lola’s youth taught Emmy that she’s still young at heart and can still play.

Fast forward to the Summer of 2020. Mid-pandemic, full quarantine and Emmy can’t hold on any longer and passed.

Lola probably went through mourning. She wasn’t as smiley. A year went by and something struck me, it’s time. In August of 2021, Ziggy came into our lives. After another quick drive to Illinois and back, I parked and in the dark, I let Lola out the door of the house and went to get Ziggy. I have never seen her so happy and animated! She had a friend again!

Lola is the senior now. She has taught Ziggy what she could for now, being so shy. He’s really brought her mom instincts out! I’ve never seen Lola growl or stand up for herself until Ziggy came into her life.

We all moved to Traverse City and we all were happy until the night of October 23rd. They both ate dinner and I started to cook mine. I heard one of them throw up. I heard it again and it was Lola. I rushed her outside and she continued with nothing coming out. I noticed her walking funny. I just knew.

I turned the stove off (but forgot the oven). Grabbed my coat and called the ER Vet in Traverse City, a half-hour drive. They were ready for her and within two-minutes, I knew it was bloat and she needed surgery.

I left her in their hands, gave them $2000, and went home not knowing if I’d see her again. Ziggy was with me and let me cry with him. He knew something wasn’t right at bedtime.

I got a call at 9pm from the doctors in the operating room. That was a first and very surreal for me. I heard the heart monitors in the background. They called to inform me that her spleen looked diseased. It should be smooth and soft but had bumps and nodules on it. They recommended removing it. After some questions, I said to do it.

I got another call at midnight that she made it through with no problems. Her stomach was flipped back and stapled so it won’t happen again. Her spleen was removed and ready to send for testing. I could rest until tomorrow, though I didn’t. I slept but had a headache the whole night.

In the Morning on Monday, Ziggy wouldn’t eat. He was so calm and quiet, not like himself. I started mowing the lawn and got an update. Lola had some heart racing but it came down. Anxiety probably and she won’t eat. You can see it in her eyes when they bulge out. The doctor said I may need to pay a visit to help her eat.

I was allowed to see her. She was pretty sleepy but did manage to eat and drink for me. Yeah! But another night in the hospital. Now Tuesday and I get an update. It’s not good. Her heart rate raced again to heart attack levels. They need to keep her another night. I went to revisit her and she perked up a little.

This can’t be it for Lola. I know she can pull through. She is the kindest sweetheart with a tiny bit of goof to her. I want to go happy of old age. Please help us. I hope that staying the third night in the ER will improve things, but the funds are not there for more. She CAN pull through. Your donation will help with the ER bill. I believe in her. She's my baby girl. Thank you in advance for your kindness. Lola will thank you soon!