This is my baby, Cody. Today he was diagnosed with acute leukemia and they’re going to put him down. He is 13 years old.
I love my baby. He’s been with me through the hard times in life and whenever I came home i knew i could count on him barking at me when i came through the door, stubby tail wagging in happiness to see me. I remember on snow days here my sister and I would take him out to play in the snow and he loved it. He’d bound through the snow and it would stick to the fur on his legs and we’d have to pull it off to keep him from getting too cold. His favorite foods were bananas, carrots, and shitty kirkland biscuits.
He has such beautiful big eyes and long girly eyelashes. I love looking in them because i could see my reflection in them. He was loud, but he was the friendiest dog i ever knew. He just talked loudly and sometimes it scared people but he never bit anyone, ever. He was the sweetest baby.
It’s going to cost at least $300 to cremate him and the vet bill itself is over $600. I would like to have his ashes in a locket so i can carry him wherever I go. I don’t have anything to offer in return for donations, but I can sew. I can make scalemates and little weather dolls for anyone that would like one. If anyone would like to offer their services in exchange for donations to help me you would have my eternal gratitude.
If you can make a donation, my paypal is justincriedariver@gmail.com. Every little bit counts. Every dollar in my savings and checking account is going to bring my baby home. Thank you.
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I CAN’T FIND RECEPTION ON MY CELLPHONE
God. This is me in my house. I swear they got rid of a tower nearby.
Top Text: QUIT RETAIL JOB
Bottom Text: NEVER ENTER THAT STORE AGAIN
Never entered Macy’s again, hope I never will have to either.
Upsetting…
I hate that I’ve had to unfollow a friend, I don’t want to but I keep coming on Tumblr with huge gaps in between and it makes it difficult to read my dash. I’m sorry, my dear. I love you still!
