Honoring Trevor: Help with Emergency Vet Bills

Losing Trevor has been one of the hardest losses I've ever experienced, and I am so grateful that you're taking the time to read this story to help you understand why he was so very important to me.

When my shepherd mix, Good Dog Jack, passed away after 14-1/2 years, I didn't think I'd ever get another dog. Four months later, I found myself looking at puppies online, and there he was ... a 5 week-old puppy who was part of a litter of 9 that were left on the doorstep of a rural shelter in South Carolina. I had to have him.

A friend I hadn't seen in years contacted me via Facebook to say that she was attending the Arthur Findlay College for Psychics and Mediums, and that other students had "seen" a big German Shephard walking beside her, and that dog turned out to be Jack. Through methods I couldn't quite understand, Jack let those who could hear him know that he had a puppy in mind for me, and by the time I received this message, I had already completed an application to adopt Trevor.

This puppy was the most well-behaved pup I'd ever seen ... never had an accident in the house, never chewed anything he wasn't supposed to chew. It was like he came already trained. And that wisdom in his eyes was undeniably Jack. When Trevor was 5 months old, I took him to see an animal communicator who told me that Jack's spirit was inside Trevor, and she told me a couple of things that nobody but Jack would have known. It was the most amazing experience!

Trevor the Wonder Dog had a great childhood, with his own Bernese Mountain Dog (Madison, but he called her "Sir") and was living his best life since we moved to the shore when he was two. He's run on the beach, walked the trails at the state park, enjoyed a few amazing snowfalls, and lived a life off lead. He had his own Jeep (it was just conveniently the vehicle I had always wanted), and all I had to do was say "Jeep" and he'd be ready to go. He was featured in no fewer than 6 calendars, got more followers on Instagram than his celebrity mom, and grew into the most handsome redhead on earth. He was devastatingly handsome - and he knew it.

Trevor was my rock when my father died, and he saw me through the passing of my mom just before Christmas 2021.

He blew out his knee on February 26th of this year, and after surgery in early March, he made an astounding recovery. On July 20th, I had to have my mother's little dog put to sleep, and the house became a lot quieter. Then, on Thursday August 1st, having returned to 100 percent after his CCL surgery, for reasons I will never be able to process, Trevor's spleen ruptured overnight. And during emergency surgery, my best good boy passed away. I am still in shock.

I keep reminding myself that he lived an amazing life and was loved more than any of us could hope for, but I am gutted.

To make matters worse, as I said my tearful goodbye over my sweet boy's lifeless body, I was presented with the bill for over $3,000. I'm still paying for his March surgery, so this was just too much. Too much loss, too much to process for any one person.

I drove home without him. Without his beautiful face in my rearview mirror, without his window rolled down for him to enjoy the wind in his hair. The silence was and remains deafening, and I have never felt so alone.

Anyone who has loved an incredible dog knows what this heartache is like ... and I am so grateful to you for anything you can do to help.

Trevor the Wonder Dog - 01/09/2013 to 08/01/2024