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I hate begging. Especially as the guilt of not being able to care for my furbaby is overwhelming.
In July Lenore developed a blood infection that affected her liver. She vomits every night, and has lost 40% of her body mass. She spent two nights at the vet getting treatment. This coincided with my career at Ryerson coming to an abrupt halt. Lenore has not improved and I've spent the past two months on EI, and now starting my career from the bottom, making an entry level hourly wage.
Since the end of July, I've spent $2750 on vet bills. I tend to believe that if I can't afford to care for my cat I shouldn't have one. Even when Poe had two mastectomies and went into palliative care, and Mew-Mew developed aggressive cancer (both while I was a grad student), I was able to pay for their treatment. And here I am, unable to take care of Lenore.
The vet has hinted at further hospital stays, and my savings have been tapped. I've set my goal for $1000, rather than the full $2750, because $1600 was financed through a third party, and will be paid off monthly over two years.
I hate that I'm asking for help. If you know me, you know I am the most bull-headed person, stubborn to the core. You'll also know that I'm the most fiscally responsible person, so you will understand that this is dire straights.
Any proceeds of this will go toward my credit card bill, and set aside for future (inevitable) treatment. I can provide receipts of what I've spent at the vet if required.
Lenore is at my feet right now, rubbing her head on my legs. I am a martyr to this beast- my little morning star.
In July Lenore developed a blood infection that affected her liver. She vomits every night, and has lost 40% of her body mass. She spent two nights at the vet getting treatment. This coincided with my career at Ryerson coming to an abrupt halt. Lenore has not improved and I've spent the past two months on EI, and now starting my career from the bottom, making an entry level hourly wage.
Since the end of July, I've spent $2750 on vet bills. I tend to believe that if I can't afford to care for my cat I shouldn't have one. Even when Poe had two mastectomies and went into palliative care, and Mew-Mew developed aggressive cancer (both while I was a grad student), I was able to pay for their treatment. And here I am, unable to take care of Lenore.
The vet has hinted at further hospital stays, and my savings have been tapped. I've set my goal for $1000, rather than the full $2750, because $1600 was financed through a third party, and will be paid off monthly over two years.
I hate that I'm asking for help. If you know me, you know I am the most bull-headed person, stubborn to the core. You'll also know that I'm the most fiscally responsible person, so you will understand that this is dire straights.
Any proceeds of this will go toward my credit card bill, and set aside for future (inevitable) treatment. I can provide receipts of what I've spent at the vet if required.
Lenore is at my feet right now, rubbing her head on my legs. I am a martyr to this beast- my little morning star.