We had no idea how we were going to afford to help Roscoe, and weren’t sure if we had to make a choice to put him down. That was an unbearable choice for us, until Dr McKinsey mentioned there might be a way to have his foreign object surgery without needing to put him down. It felt like a parachute being thrown to us. To the donors of Ellie’s Rainy Day Fund we say, thank you for your kindness. You have literally kept our family together and we will never forget your generosity.

Roscoe’s Mom

Roscoe

Roscoe’s Love Story

I love everyone! I love to hug and be hugged. I love to lean against my peeps. I especially love to get in my family members’ laps. They groan sometimes. I guess my 86 pounds can get a little heavy. But I KNOW they love it.

When I started doing that I was 8 weeks old”that’s when they adopted me from their friends’ farm– so I guess it was œcuter then. But, I could tell they needed help. They were sad from having lost their older dog, and my now dog buddy, Ruby, was lonely for a companion.

I’ve been making my family smile ever since. Sometimes my Mom says it’s a good thing I’m so cute. Like two weeks after I joined the family when I learned how to climb the chain link fence. I didn’t mean to be œbad. I just didn’t want to ever be apart from my human pack. Well and then there was a year ago when I ate those corn stalks. That turned out to be a mistake. Boy was I sick. And I had to have surgery. Ouch!

Still, I take my job in this family very seriously. They don’t call me œElvis for nothing. I’ve got beautiful black wavy hair and I’m a hunk of burning love. My parents have really needed me during this time of human sickness. They’re so worried about my human sisters, one of whom lives all the way in another country. I hear them tell each other all the time that I’ve kept them sane since they’ve been separated through all of this from their kids.

Lately, there have been LOTS of changes around our house. My Mom just left her job to follow her dream of doing her own business. My Dad can’t get parts in cuz of the pandemic to be able to run his business. And then the worst happened. My good buddy”my grandpa”died.

Right after he died I started throwing up. At first I thought it was because I was so upset. But then I felt all gummed up and I realized it probably had to do with that pair of socks the cat gave me to eat. Rats. My humans keep everything like that out of my reach but (cat’s name?) was mad at them so she knocked the clothes off the dryer and an opportunity was born. Another big mistake! But hey, with my recent surgery, I’m back now, and loving on my family more than ever!

Message from Roscoe’s Mom:

We were devastated when my father-in-law died. We were frantic the next day when Roscoe couldn’t stop vomiting. We’re both self employed now with no immediate cushion of funds.

We had no idea how we were going to afford to help Roscoe, and weren’t sure if we had to make a choice to put him down. That was an unbearable choice for us, until Dr McKinsey mentioned there might be a way to have his foreign object surgery without needing to put him down. It felt like a parachute being thrown to us. To the donors of Ellie’s Rainy Day Fund we say, thank you for your kindness. You have literally kept our family together and we will never forget your generosity.