I sat in that vet's office and heard: emergency splenectomy, then chemotherapy. I heard: weeks if we don't do this. I heard: $8,200.
I've already spent everything I had saved — $3,000. I called three other vets. Same diagnosis. Same price range. I asked about payment plans. I asked if they'd work with us. They said yes, but only if I paid half upfront. Half of $8,200 I don't have.
That night I sat at the kitchen table and started stringing beads. I have some left from years ago. I have cord. I have hands that still work. And I have a son who deserves to wake up and see his best friend beside him tomorrow morning, and the morning after that.
I don't know if the surgery will save him. The vet said chemotherapy gives him the best chance, but there are no guarantees with cancer. What I do know is that if we don't try, I'm telling my 17-year-old boy that money mattered more than his dog. And I can't do that.
Surgery: $5,200
Chemotherapy (8 weeks): $3,000
Total: $8,200
Here's what I promise you: every bill from the vet gets posted once we hit our goal. You'll see exactly where your money goes. If we somehow raise more than we need, the rest goes to a local animal rescue. I'm not doing this to get rich. I'm doing this so Bobby doesn't lose the only thing keeping him steady.
If you can't buy a bracelet, that's okay. Please share this anyway. Sometimes a share reaches someone who can help, and that matters just as much.
Every bracelet I make is Cooper's fight. Every one brings us one step closer to the morning he nudges Bobby's door open again.
— Melissa
