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Hello friends + wolfe pack,

I have a tender request today, not my regularly-scheduled programming. It pains me to have to do this, but as you will read below, my situation is not optimal at all right now, and outside help is needed.

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My beloved Smoo, a tender and sweet boy straight from the faery realm, needs surgery ASAP. It was supposed to be a (relatively) routine dental surgery (relatively being that, he is 13 and going under general anaesthetic at his age is already risky). But upon receiving some preliminary bloodwork, we've discovered some kidney and cardiac issues that also need to be looked at.

This, of course, makes his very necessary dental surgery more risky. But he needs the surgery to ensure that his overall health is as good as can be - teeth that need removal are painful, and ultimately dangerous to general well-being. This is now a multifaceted issue that is no longer straightforward. I mean, but when is it ever when it comes to an animal you adore?

The surgery is not covered by our insurance and I simply do not have the means to cover it. As some of you know, I passed my tarot and oracle decks (aka my small business) to a publisher back in October of 2024. (For those who don't know, I was a successful artist/small business owner until 2023, when sales took a sharp downturn and I was forced to close). My decks were no longer selling at the volume that was required to re-order more inventory, so I had no choice but to let them go. Despite the fact that it is now June, I have still not received any royalties from this contract. I am feverishly working on new projects to try and get myself back in the driver's seat, but I am also disabled (neurodivergent with a chronic illness) so I cannot push myself too hard as I will be set even further back.

Smoo's Story

Smoo means everything to me. He's been with me since the summer of 2012, when I was living in Montreal. He and his littermates were found beneath someone's front porch, their mother nowhere to be seen. Abandoned and afraid, they were brought to a pet store, and I would go in each and every day for a month to help socialize them so that they had a better chance of being adopted. The kittens were all feral, and Smoo's eyes were always as large as saucers, but I could tell that he wanted to connect. In that tender, tentative eye contact, I fell hard for him. As the days went by at the pet store, I knew he and I belonged together. I asked the owner of the store if I could adopt him and they said he was promised to someone else. I asked who, and she said a woman requested to adopt him to teach her sixteen year old son responsibility. Apparently she had met the son a few times and he couldn't have cared less for animals - his mother was simply imposing this upon him.

At that moment, my eyes became saucer-wide, and I said, "No, no...you know you can't let that happen. That can't be his fate." The store owner and I really liked one another, and she replied, "I know. I'll figure a way out of it so that you can adopt him. He belongs with you."

I brought him home one warm June day to my loft in the Plateau. He hid behind my king-sized bed for three straight days - litter, water and food were all tucked back there. On the third day, I was working on my computer in the living room, which had a clear view of the bed. I saw this tiny orange ball gently emerge from his hiding place. The bed was like an ocean surrounding his minuscule frame. He stepped out into the middle of the bed, looked at the walls and then up to the ceiling - and something came over him. The fear left all at once and he began doing joyful backflips while trilling and meowing delightedly. I watched in joyful awe - I only dared to approach once I'd taken in that moment with my full presence. I knew it would be indelibly impressed upon my memory, and of course it has been. I'll never forget how this little baby creature just decided that all was well - and not just well but super awesome, better than he could have imagined! It was then that I knew he was fae, just like me, and we've been soulmates ever since.

So, you see, I can't lose him. Not yet. Every day my disabled body toils towards new projects but I am not yet there. I need help, and Smoo needs help. If you can contribute even a tiny amount that will make all the difference to us. I thank you from the bottom of my aching heart.

Here's the breakdown:

Kidney testing and special kidney food: 300.00

ECG for his heart: 1200.00

Dental surgery: 5000.00

TOTAL: 6500.00

I've set this fundraiser at less than half of that because I am trying to be conservative in my plea - but this is the true cost.

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Thank you again.

All our love,

Devany and Gavin and Mr. Smoo (aka Snookie, Smoo-bear, Snakies-Bakies, Sneek, Smoopies).

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