Hello, my name is Travis. I'm 31 and... idk really what to put here. I work all the time and have lots of bills myself. When I come home from a workday, I have a furry lil friend that waits for me and welcomes me home every day. His name is Tanger and he is my world. I rescued him when I worked at this farm. He was bound to a cage, so I gave him a real life of a normal house cat. You could definitely see the difference in his step. No one said pets were easy, but Tanger has had ear problems. As much as I could get him the help he needs, he has gotten Horner's syndrome. He may have a tumor yet to be found upon further vet visits, as well as Vestibular disease. Watching him this way just kills me and gives me anxiety, depression, and panic attacks. For those that know me, Tanger is my glue and my comforter. The treatments are expensive. Soo pls, at the bottom of my heart, please help me, NO help Tanger. He has so much more life left in him...