Today, my service animal Bocephus was diagnosed with lymphoma. This all started about two weeks ago, when I noticed a small lump on the sides of his neck, and is now growing at a fast rate. Bo is more than just an animal, he is a god sent, and has done more for me than anyone could imagine. I served in the Marine Corps and when I got out of the service, I was diagnosed with PTSD from combat. Shortly after, I found Bo at a puppy rescue at a fall festival, and my heart melted that day. I had spent the entire day with him. So I couldn’t resist and put in an application to adopt him. But sadly, he was adopted by another family at the shelter earlier that morning. I felt defeated, I was heartbroken. But a few weeks had passed and the shelter called and asked if I was still wanting to adopt him and I immediately drove there and rescued him. At this moment in time, I was lucky to have the opportunity for him to be trained as a service animal to cope with my PTSD. Over the years, we have traveled across the United States twice, while I contracted for the government, Bo and I lived in California for years, living the dreams of a beach dog. He has been such a major help in my life, through all the bad times. He was trained by professionals to perform a task, and without fail, he will complete it every time. After the news my wife and I received today, we are devastated. We are asking for support for all of the treatments he will be receiving over the next 21 weeks. It is going to be rough for us all, and we just hope and pray that we have many more years with him. He has done a lot for myself over the last 6 years together, and I ask for support in our journey through this. Anything helps, please, share with loved ones, family members, and anyone you may think of. Thank you.