Organized by: Grace Platt
I only had Daphne for two months when she tore the cruciate ligament in her back right leg. Someone gave her away on Craigslist for nothing. For a while, I worried about telling people that I obtained my dog in this fashion, but, after much thought, I have decided that being given away on Craigslist for free is almost worse than being at the pound. Of course, I don't think she technically qualifies as a rescue, as many say that can only be said when the dog comes from a shelter.
Before getting her, my fiance and I thought that spending even over $500 on what was, despite all our love for and bonds with her, a dog was not a possible thing for us, not a reasonable thing. After six months with Daphne, my mind has changed entirely.
The unconditional love that I have received from Daphne over the past several months has gotten me through a very difficult time in my life. She seems to know when I am anxious or depressed and comes to lay close to me, which she doesn't usually do because she's very fluffy and gets warm easily. Anyone who has ever felt either of these two states knows the significance of this simple gesture. Nothing calms me down and brings me back to center like petting her. I don't know how it works but it does, unfailingly, every time.
After I got Daphne, I was getting outside more. I was getting significantly more exercise. I was losing weight and I was happier. Then, one day after returning from the dog park, Daphne started holding rear right leg up as if it hurt to bear weight. Though she only does this intermittently, two vets told me that her cruciate ligament is partially torn. Without treatment, this event will very likely be the first in a cascade of degenerative events for both of Daphne's back legs. She will likely suffer a full tearing of the damaged leg, a partial or eventual full tearing of the other leg, muscle atrophy due to decreased range of motion, and arthritis. The pain will be significant enough to dramatically impact her quality of life.
I can't bear to think of her going through the rest of her life in such pain. She's only two years old. I believe that life is not inherently better than death, but that the things in our life like family and health make it the wonderful thing that it is. I can't help but wonder, how good can a dog's life be if she can't run or swim, and limps after coming in from using the bathroom.
My fiance does not believe we have the money for the surgery and, if I am honest with myself, I know we don't either. I have suggested everything from getting married and asking for money as gifts; then, we would forgo a honeymoon and she could have the surgery instead. I am going through my things today to see what I can sell.
It is an oddly slimy feeling one gets when asking for money that others have worked hard for. However, I have determined that the decent thing to do is to set aside my pride and do everything possible to help Daphne. That is what I am trying to do here, so here goes: Please help me get Daphne her surgical treatment by giving donations. I swear to one day pay it forward.
I don't have a Facebook. Not to mention, many close to me would be ashamed of my asking for money. If there is any information I can provide to anyone that would help with determining whether you would like to make a donation, please contact me at email@example.com.