On Tuesday, January 30, 2019 a starving, flea ridden, semi-paralyzed kitten was brought to me in a small square laundry basket littered with his urine and feces. He was taken from a home where, at the age of 6 weeks old, he endured a trauma by the hands of a human that has caused his back legs to have extremely low mobility where he can not walk and is in pain.
When Charlie went to the veterinarian the day after I got him, they recommended euthanasia. As I sat in my car across from the veterinary hospital, shocked that they were telling me there was nothing they could do, I knew they were wrong. I had spent only one night with Charlie but I knew he was a fighter and I knew there had to be another way. I went into the hospital and spoke to the veterinarians who showed me the x-rays and explained their findings. They were kind and compassionate but there was nothing they could do. But there was something I could do. So we left the veterinarian's office and we went to the emergency department at Penn Vet.
After waiting for hours, the final decision was that the surgeons at Penn were at least willing to do advanced imaging and possibly surgery... at the price tag of $12,000 (give or take 25%).
Not having $6,000 to put down, we went home and started planning. I knew with every fiber of my being that surgery at Penn Vet was the best choice for Charlie. He had so much life in him, he was a fighter, and so we fought. I started his GoFundMe that night.
Charlie did see a third veterinarian on Friday, 2/1, who further confirmed that advanced imaging and surgery would be Charlie's best chance.
Saturday morning I took Charlie back to Penn Vet and told them we were all in. On Monday 2/4 Charlie had advanced imaging and then surgery. I recieved the following video from his surgeon this morning:
Since this is my first post here there are a lot of details missing. I have been religiously updating our GoFundMe page (click here) as well as my Instagram account (
RieFosters
), so please check us out if you're interested in all the details. One of Charlie's biggest supporters posted about him here and urged me to join and share his story.
I'm looking forward to being part of another amazing, supportive, community!
When Charlie went to the veterinarian the day after I got him, they recommended euthanasia. As I sat in my car across from the veterinary hospital, shocked that they were telling me there was nothing they could do, I knew they were wrong. I had spent only one night with Charlie but I knew he was a fighter and I knew there had to be another way. I went into the hospital and spoke to the veterinarians who showed me the x-rays and explained their findings. They were kind and compassionate but there was nothing they could do. But there was something I could do. So we left the veterinarian's office and we went to the emergency department at Penn Vet.
After waiting for hours, the final decision was that the surgeons at Penn were at least willing to do advanced imaging and possibly surgery... at the price tag of $12,000 (give or take 25%).
Not having $6,000 to put down, we went home and started planning. I knew with every fiber of my being that surgery at Penn Vet was the best choice for Charlie. He had so much life in him, he was a fighter, and so we fought. I started his GoFundMe that night.
Charlie did see a third veterinarian on Friday, 2/1, who further confirmed that advanced imaging and surgery would be Charlie's best chance.
Saturday morning I took Charlie back to Penn Vet and told them we were all in. On Monday 2/4 Charlie had advanced imaging and then surgery. I recieved the following video from his surgeon this morning:
Since this is my first post here there are a lot of details missing. I have been religiously updating our GoFundMe page (click here) as well as my Instagram account (
RieFosters
), so please check us out if you're interested in all the details. One of Charlie's biggest supporters posted about him here and urged me to join and share his story.I'm looking forward to being part of another amazing, supportive, community!
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