Save Tank: He Needs a Vet Visit

Hi there, I'm Tank, a 9-year-old Catahoula Leopard Dog. Over the last few weeks, I have become very sick, and Mom and Dad don’t know what’s wrong with me. I don’t know either. Mom and Dad can’t take me to the vet right now because they’re in a tough financial situation, and vets are so expensive. But as you can see, I really need to go to the vet. I’ve lost almost all of my body weight—I’m nothing but skin and bones. It makes Mom cry when she pets me because she can feel my ribs so clearly. It’s like they’re sharp against her hands, and it breaks her heart every time.

I walk around on three legs instead of four because my back leg isn’t working right for some reason. Dad has to help me get in and out of bed because I’m too weak to do it on my own. I even heard them talking about putting me down if they can’t get me to the vet soon because they think it’s cruel to keep me alive when I’m this sick and suffering. But I’m too young to die. At least, I feel that way deep inside. Mom and Dad feel the same way too—they want me to get better more than anything. I know I have a lot of life left in me—I just don’t feel very good right now, and that makes everything so hard.

I still have so many things to teach my little sister, and there are still so many things Mom wanted to do with me, like kayaking together on the lake, paddleboarding in the sun, and hiking through the woods. Those adventures mean the world to me, and I’m not ready to give them up. If you could help get me to the vet, I know they can make me feel better. Then I can live the life I’m supposed to live—happy, hyper, and a dog again, instead of a sack of bones. I want to wag my tail, run in the yard, and cuddle with Mom and Dad like I used to. Please help me find my way back to being healthy and strong.

Thanks for reading and any help you can give.

Tank