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PLEASE HELP!!!
Dear Friends and Fellow Animal Lovers,
I am writing this email to beg for help for Jackson. Please take a few minutes of your time to read Jackson's story and help in any way that you can. Thank you to those of you who have sent helpful information regarding dog carts and vet referral info.
Jackson is a 10 month old black lab who lives with his family in Americus GA. Jackson was hit by a car approximately one month ago. He had to have surgery to remove his tail due to injuries suffered and was diagnosed with a broken iliac crest (part of the pelvic area). After surgery, Jackson lost the use of both his back legs as well as impairment of his bowel and bladder function. During the month he spent at the vet's, he slowly started moving his back legs, but still had bowel and bladder impairment requiring stool softeners and cathing of his bladder. During all of that, Jackson's family has stayed by his side praying and trying to raise funds to cover the mounting vet bills. Last week, Jackson's treating vet referred the family to Auburn University in Georgia.
Jackson's mom drove him to Auburn University last week, and a CAT scan was done which showed injury to several vertebra in Jackson's spine. The vet who saw him told Jackson's mom that it appeared that Jackson's nerves that control his bowel and bladder are either compressed in the spine area or possibly severed. He told her that it is possible for nerves to regrow. He sent Jackson home on medication to cause his bladder to contract. Jackson's mom was instructed in therapy to do with Jackson over the next two weeks while they wait to see if Jackson's bowel and bladder function improve on the medication. In two weeks Jackson is going back to Auburn University. The vet there feels Jackson will need surgery on the damaged vertebra.
To date, Jackson's vet bills total $1900 for the vet who was caring for Jackson during the first month following the accident - that included his stay with them and the first surgery. The cost of the visit to Auburn University last week was $110. Thus his vet bill to this point is $2010. Auburn University has said that it will cost at least $1000 (possibly more) for the second surgery Jackson will have to undergo on his vertebra. To date, Jackson's family has raised $1201 in donations towards the above vet costs.
Jackson's family DOES NOT want to euthanize him. They want to do everything they can to help Jackson recover and if necessary, provide him with a doggy cart if that need arises after his second surgery.
Jackson is a dog who is loved. He has a wonderful family and home. Jackson's family is dedicated to seeing him through this. They have not given up hope. They have stayed beside him through his stay at the vet, his present difficulties and continue to do everything in their power to make him comfortable and help him recover. His mom has even made a makeshift doggy cart to help get Jackson around. As usual, money is the one thing that is needed to help Jackson heal.
I have personally been in touch with Melinda (Jackson's mom) via myspace for updates. Please help in any way you can. No amount is too small. Below is the new chipin that was created to try to raise more funds to help cover the remaining unpaid vet bills and the expected cost of Jackson's second surgery. Any of us in this situation would reach out for help. Most people would not be able to do this without help. Please help Jackson's family help Jackson.
PLEASE CLICK HERE TO DONATE:http://www.chipin.com/contribute/id/d8e1246649c46903
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Storytellin'
A
man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the
scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.
He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him
had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of
the road.. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it
was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch
that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate
looked like pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he
got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.
When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me,
where are we?"
"This is Heaven, sir," the man
answered.
"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man
asked.
"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I’ll have some ice
water brought right up."
The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in,
too?" the traveler asked.
"I’m sorry, sir, but we don’t accept pets."
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the
road and continued the way he had been going with his dog.
After another long walk, and at the top of another long
hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it
had never been closed. There was no fence.
As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning
against a tree and reading a book.
"Excuse me!" he called to the man. "Do you have any
water?"
"Yeah, sure, there’s a pump over there, come on in."
"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the
dog.
"There should be a bowl by the pump."
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was
an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.
The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink
himself, then he gave some to the dog.
When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward
the man who was standing by the tree.
"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.
"This is Heaven," he answered.
"Well, that’s confusing," the traveler said. "The man
down the road said that was Heaven, too."
"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly
gates? Nope That’s hell."
"Doesn’t it make you mad for them to use your name like
that?"
"No, we’re just happy that they screen out the folks who
would leave their best friends behind"
I am 32 flavors and then some!
From time to time, people tell me, "lighten up, it's just a dog,"
or, "that's a lot of money for just a dog."
They don't understand the distance traveled, the time spent, or the costs
involved for "just a dog."
Some of my proudest moments have come about with "just a dog."
Many hours have passed and my only company was "just a dog,"
but I did not once feel slighted.
Some of my saddest moments have been brought about by "just a dog,"
and in those days of darkness, the gentle touch of "just a dog" gave me comfort
and reason to overcome the day.
If you, too, think it's "just a dog," then you will probably understand
phrases like "just a friend," "just a sunrise," or "just a promise."
"Just a dog" brings into my life the very essence of friendship, trust,
and pure unbridled joy.
"Just a dog" brings out the compassion and patience that make me a better
person.
Because of "just a dog", I will rise early, take long walks and look longingly
to the future.
So for me and folks like me, it's not "just a dog" but an embodiment of all the
hopes and dreams of the future, the fond memories of the past, and the pure joy of the moment.
"Just a dog" brings out what's good in me and diverts my thoughts away
from myself and the worries of the day.
I hope that someday they can understand that it's not "just a dog",
but the thing that gives me humanity and keeps me from being
"just a man or woman."
So the next time you hear the phrase "just a dog"
just smile...
because they "just don't understand."
Written by an unknown Doctor of Veterinary Medicine.
From the Therapy Dog Inc. News Magazine
My
response: People say it's "just a dog" typically don't have one and I
feel sorry for them because they are missing out on of the greatest
things ever and it's a dogs UNCONDITIONAL love. So many humans treat
dogs like crap and yet many of them rebound and love humans again. I am
one of those dogs. I was abandoned by my former "owner" I guess to them
I was "just a dog." Something to be thrown away but I didn't decide to
never trust a human again no not me, I love my "mom" and dad. I keep
them covered in puppy kissed and I do my happy paws dance when they
come home. I'm not "just a dog" I am 32 flavors and then some!





