Support Ollie's Urgent Tumor Removal

It’s so hard for me to ask for help, but my best friend and sidekick was recently diagnosed with a Mast Cell Tumor that is highly probable to be cancerous.

This hits me hard. But what follows makes it even worse.

I started the process to get it removed at a new vet up here in Green Bay, WI, but about 4-5 days after visiting said vet, Ollie developed fleas. Luckily, I caught it early and eradicated them fairly easily.

However, a couple of days after this, he came down with a severe case of kennel cough. In twelve years, my dog has never had fleas or kennel cough. It is the sickest Ollie has ever been in his entire life. He didn’t eat for days and lost a TON of weight. He had a terrible hack/cough that just ripped through my heart every time it happened. Luckily, he kept himself hydrated, which was a relief. It took him a bit, but he slowly and surely started eating again when I boiled him hamburger and rice.

NEEDLESS TO SAY, I couldn’t in good conscience bring my dog back to this establishment to have surgery done when this was my initial visit. I sunk in nearly $800 in this first vet visit, and then more costs to cure the fleas and kennel cough.

Since then, Ollie has fought his way back to full spirits and has put back on all the weight, but the tumor has gotten infected and needs to be removed ASAP.

Ollie is now healthy enough to have the surgery, but I need to start this process over again with a new vet. Of course, this happens when car repairs and life are throwin’ all their lemons at me, coupled with being on the tail end of the holidays. I simply cannot afford any more vet bills right now and stay afloat.

I really need to call in some help from my community. Everyone knows Ollie is my world, and this tumor needs to make its way out of my dog right fucking now. I simply feel like a terrible owner, so if my humility and embarrassment in asking for financial help is the thing that helps this get cut out of him, so be it. I won’t be happy until this is gone, and he is stitched back up like it never even happened.

Ollie hasn’t gotten the memo. He could give two shits about this lump. At 12 years old, he’s not showing any signs of slowing down! This dog LOVES LIFE!

My man has had a rough little run here, but with some help from those he’s touched over the years, maybe we can get him fixed right up and get back to wrestling sticks and doing all things that good dogs do.

It may sound silly to some, but this dog is my hero. He is a constant reminder of the type of character I wish to display in my life. Unconditional love and loyalty. He always puts things into perspective for me and reminds me to always have a zest for life. No matter what day; no matter the weather, an injury, or even a fucking tumor, there is not a day this dog doesn’t just exude pure joy.

Ollie and I thank you for reading and any/all contributions, no matter how big or small.

~❣️~