Hi there. My name’s Gucci. But this isn’t a designer handbag I’m carrying on my chest….its a tumor. I’ve had it now for months. Mom and I have been nervously watching it grow, trying to figure out what to do about it. Because you see, Mom and I are in a financial pickle right now, just able to make ends meet.

It wasn’t always this way. When I came into Mom’s life 12 years ago as a wee lad, life was good and money wasn’t something we worried about. Mom had her job and I had mine, keeping watch over our home and making sure intruders knew yours truly was on duty. We never dreamed that one day, Mom would be diagnosed with the disability she struggles with now, and we never dreamed that we’d be living this frugal life we presently live.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining about our life. I actually love the thing Mom and I have going. Besides the home security work I do around here, I also entertain her daily by doing stunts with my stuffed Elmo, taking her for walks and cracking the funniest smile at her; gets her laughing every time! I used to love running and jumping and dancing around for her too, but now, with the size of this big lump on my chest, the jumping and dancing is pretty subdued – the growth kinda cramps my style, if ya know what I mean. But there’s encouraging news, I think.

Mom found The Animal Support Project just last week and already they’ve supplied the funds to have me looked at by a great veterinarian. He says the lump can be removed, and I’m an excellent candidate for the surgery. He says “The prognosis is good,” and I think that means there’s hope that I could get back to living my normal life again.

But, just as you might guess, finances are the issue. This surgery is going to cost around $700. If Mom has to hold off until she has enough saved up to pay that, it will take months. And with this tumor growing as fast as it is, she’s stressing about the possibility that by the time she can afford the surgery, the prognosis situation may not be good anymore.

The Animal Support Project can still contribute a bit from their meager budget toward the surgery, and they told Mom that maybe, if we let people know about what’s going on with us, just maybe someone with a little money to spare might donate, too. So we agreed to put our story and my photo out there for the world to see. They say it takes a village, and maybe in our case it will, but Mom and I have faith, and in spite of what we’re both going through, we do still believe in miracles.

If you have a few dollars to spare, could you please donate? And if you can’t, believe me, Mom and I would understand. But maybe you could still share our story with your social circle so that more people could consider helping? That wouldn’t cost anything and it gives me the best chance of getting the help I need to get healthy again. Thanks from both of us for considering, and thanks for any prayers you can send our way.

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