Support Sina and Cocoa's Journey to Recovery

Hi everyone, my name is Sina Ry. I am 40 years old and I live in the city of San Francisco, California. I am not in any way a perfect person; I am a kid in a man's body. I've done plenty of wrongs in my life. I'm divorced. I live paycheck to paycheck. It has been a struggle, to say the very least. What has been keeping me going is the coolest, most happy,half Chihuahua, half Yorkie named Cocoa. She is only 7 months old, but trust me, she is smarter than I am. I even saw her cook her own dinner one time =)

The neighborhood we live in is not the safest neighborhood and a little over a week ago, while on our walk, a guy kicked my dog. Once home, I noticed she was limping and she would not stop shaking. She was afraid of me; she wouldn't eat, she wouldn't pee or poop, and when she finally did, I noticed blood in her poop. I took her to the SPCA Veterinary Hospital here in SF, and the news hurt more than anything I've ever felt. The doctor that saw her basically said that internally she was fine, but she has a broken leg. The bone right around her knee is broken, and that it would be difficult to put either pins or a plate there, and that she would need to have the leg amputated. He said I could try going to an orthopedic surgeon for a second opinion, but the cost would be great, and the chances of the surgery even working would be very low. And in the end, she would need amputation anyways.

At that moment, I realized I was a failure. I didn't protect my dog, the one thing that needed protection the most.. The nurses and doctors at the SPCA Veterinarian Hospital were so kind and generous, they didn't charge at all for the visit but the estimate for Cocoa's surgery would cost roughly $5,000. I was given information for places and organizations that may offer assistance or grants. I've been trying my best to reach out to these places, but it's not an easy process.

Cocoa is still the happy and crazy little diva she always was, but I literally see it in her face, the pain she's in. She tries to hide it, but can't hide it from me. It hurts my heart when I see her limping around. When we're out now, she will not leave my side. She won't move unless I move, and if someone approaches us, she'll either move behind me or between my legs.

Cocoa is the best dog, she's only 7 months old, and has been through a lot. I got her when she was only 4 weeks old. She was barely 3 lbs and just filthy; she had fleas, stomach worms, and she was terrified of everything. I promised then, I will always take care of her and will never let anything happen to her. I am trying my best to keep my promise to her, but am in need of help. I am so grateful beyond words to anyone that took their time to read this post. That alone is helpful to me and to Cocoa. Anything donated, every single cent, will be for her surgery and recovery, and whatever else she needs moving forward. I appreciate so very much and am grateful beyond words to anyone reading this post and for helping my Cocoa. I wish you heaven. Thank you.