BLUNTNESS IS THE BY-WORD!
Wednesday's the big day for taking Abby to the new vet, with help from BJ (and I *will* make it out the front door)! Thanks to tips from several of you, I've great ideas for successfully getting her highness in the carrier!
But the knowledge that this is finally happening means looking - and looking hard - at the money situation. And in doing so, I'm worried.
So far, the monies in the 'Kitty' (meaning amount donated with fees subtracted and then sent to me) equals $2438. Of that, $1153 has been spent on the vet, medications, refills, and the vet's prescribed "Novel Protein Diet."
I know the tooth issue will cost approximately $400, (if all goes well and there are no complications) + the exam fee ($65) from the new vet. That will bring the total to $1618, leaving only $820 to diagnose and treat Abby's primary issue: the vomiting.
That amount isn't likely to cut it. Which means I have to hit the target of $3500.
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE - please send everyone you know, and everyone they know, to this site, PLEASE.
80% of those who've donated so far *know* me, and about 30% of the 80% know me personally; and they all understand this is real.
I look at the amount I'm trying to raise; try to wrap my head around the knowledge that many people who've read Abby's story, find it obscene to spend this kind of money on a 'pet', a mere animal - and not even a dog; man's best friend. But I fail every time.
I'm a human, and I look and talk one way. Abby's a feline and she looks and talks in another way. So what? She's MY FRIEND and I'd do anything for her. And I'm asking you to help me succeed.
According to feline sites, Abby's got a good ten years to go. That adds up to a lot of fun chasing dust bunnies; running after empty toilet paper rolls at 4 in the morning; purring approximately 10 hours a day; finding every scrap of paper she can and making it into a bed; delighting in paper towels and the magic and wonder of an empty box or a brown paper grocery bag. And, after 8 years, she's still surprised every time the A/C comes on. She almost always enters the living room as if it were a brand new place she's just discovered, then takes a stalking position and begins a feline reconnoiter that would put a female lion to shame!
She's special - to me. And she'd be grateful if you'd recognize how brilliant, cute, clever - and in need of your help - she is.
So please do help Abby. I understand the holidays are looming, not to mention an election, so maybe take a break from it all, and fall just a little bit in love with Abitha (don't you think that's a great name for a Halloween cat?), enough so that you'll donate, and/or help get the word out.
Thank You from the bottom of my heart and Abby's purr.