Samson's Vet Bills
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Hello Friends!
I am so grateful to have you here to help out my small-and-furry little family.
For those who don't know, I am unable to work due to disability and I live on AISH (assisted living for the severely handicapped), which only works out to receiving approx $10.25/hr.
This year is hard for everyone, but I have been set back far more than I expected to be for several reasons-- one of them being Samson.
This year his skin started to break out in itchy bumps which turned out to be food related. I had him on a vet approved, very expensive, restrictive diet to try and get him back to normal, along with plenty of medication. His food is still a little outside of my budget but I'm trying to avoid more vet visits.
Then last month he had a health scare and had to go to the emergency room.
Now, as of yesterday, I find that not only does he have a terrible ear infection (from the ear mites and other bacteria in his ears that they could never fully clean), but also that from eating anything he could to survive as a kitten, his mouth is that of a 5-10yr olds. It’s tarter ridden, inflamed, painful, and requires several teeth pulled to avoid further infection.
When I got this greasy dumpster-chicken he was found living in a back alley garbage bin, eating trash all alone. I took him on as a foster kitten. He'd obviously never been taught how to be a cat (he's still mostly dog). He'd never been cleaned by a Mom or shown love. So I spent months washing him every day, teaching him how to eat food, cleaning his gross rear end eight times a day, and slowly removing the crust from his skin and face.
Ohhh boy, did I fall in love. I tried hard to fight it,
I mean he’s the strangest looking, longest, greasiest, belly-rub loving, chasing his tail, sleeping on my head, baby I’ve ever met. He's probably the opposite of any cat I imagined I'd have. . . but he's a Momma's boy and gives me more love than I deserve.
Everyone who’s ever met Samson is smitten. He has this pure, puppy type love. Even people who have their own cats have said that Sam is their favourite cat.
These boys are my world. They take care of me when I’m ill and keep me grounded when I feel all alone and scared.
They’re the best thing to ever happen to me.
If I could pay for everything myself I would. I hope you all know I would. I wish I could care for everyone I love— take all of their burdens away, and so I’m sorry to be adding more; but if there’s any help you can give, any at all, I can confidently say that I will always try to be there for you too.
On behalf of Samson and myself (and Daisy because we're a packaged deal)-- Thank-you. Thank-you. Thank-you.
I am so grateful to have you here to help out my small-and-furry little family.
For those who don't know, I am unable to work due to disability and I live on AISH (assisted living for the severely handicapped), which only works out to receiving approx $10.25/hr.
This year is hard for everyone, but I have been set back far more than I expected to be for several reasons-- one of them being Samson.
This year his skin started to break out in itchy bumps which turned out to be food related. I had him on a vet approved, very expensive, restrictive diet to try and get him back to normal, along with plenty of medication. His food is still a little outside of my budget but I'm trying to avoid more vet visits.
Then last month he had a health scare and had to go to the emergency room.
Now, as of yesterday, I find that not only does he have a terrible ear infection (from the ear mites and other bacteria in his ears that they could never fully clean), but also that from eating anything he could to survive as a kitten, his mouth is that of a 5-10yr olds. It’s tarter ridden, inflamed, painful, and requires several teeth pulled to avoid further infection.
When I got this greasy dumpster-chicken he was found living in a back alley garbage bin, eating trash all alone. I took him on as a foster kitten. He'd obviously never been taught how to be a cat (he's still mostly dog). He'd never been cleaned by a Mom or shown love. So I spent months washing him every day, teaching him how to eat food, cleaning his gross rear end eight times a day, and slowly removing the crust from his skin and face.
Ohhh boy, did I fall in love. I tried hard to fight it,
I mean he’s the strangest looking, longest, greasiest, belly-rub loving, chasing his tail, sleeping on my head, baby I’ve ever met. He's probably the opposite of any cat I imagined I'd have. . . but he's a Momma's boy and gives me more love than I deserve.
Everyone who’s ever met Samson is smitten. He has this pure, puppy type love. Even people who have their own cats have said that Sam is their favourite cat.
These boys are my world. They take care of me when I’m ill and keep me grounded when I feel all alone and scared.
They’re the best thing to ever happen to me.
If I could pay for everything myself I would. I hope you all know I would. I wish I could care for everyone I love— take all of their burdens away, and so I’m sorry to be adding more; but if there’s any help you can give, any at all, I can confidently say that I will always try to be there for you too.
On behalf of Samson and myself (and Daisy because we're a packaged deal)-- Thank-you. Thank-you. Thank-you.
Organizer
Olivia Hughes
Organizer
Edmonton, AB
