We Have to Say Goodbye to Wilson

Completely unexpectedly my most adored Wilson, almost 8 years old, has become gravely ill. It’s time to say goodbye and let him go peacefully. This is heartbreaking.

I adopted Wilson in June 2016 when he was just 12 weeks old. From that day on, life was full of love, orange one brain cell funnies, head butts, constant kisses, and sand paper facials. Every night Wilson slept on top of me until I fell asleep. He is my beautiful, sweetest boy, and my life just won’t be the same without him.

I am reaching out to ask for your help, although it is so difficult to do this. Emergency veterinarian care and final arrangement costs have overwhelmed me. Your help, through a gift or through sharing this post, will be so appreciated.