Tiggies pound to paradise plea

Hi I'm Tiggie. I am an adopted rescue dog. I am 2 years old and up until a few weeks ago my new life with my furever family was going amazing but now I am having a medical emergency that my family and I need your help with please.


Hi I'm Tiggie and I am a 2 year old Great Dane X Mastiff.
I Love nothing more then jumping up on the bed or the lounge with my humans and my fur sister for cuddles and kisses.
My humans really do love me!!

I'm my mummy's thunder buddy and Im also like her emotional support buddy. I'm not trained as an emotional support buddy but my Mummy says I am the best support and better than any medicine.

My life hasn't always been love, cuddles, affection and food like it is now. My Mum and Dad don't no much about me or my past but that's not thier fault I'm adopted after all but that's the best thing that could have ever happened to me! They know my birthdate, November 2nd 2018, they know that I'm a boy and that when I came to them as a foster (there 1st ever foster dog) I was extremely underweight I only weighed around 30kg, I was so fearful of every noise and sudden movements I'd cowar and shake. I had no idea what a ball or rope was and I definitely didn't know what to do with them, that was until my fur sister and my human brother came along and showed me exactly what to do with MY toys, yes I finally had toys of my own. My fur sister also taught me how to be a dog with a little bit of confidence.

My furever family started out as my foster family. I was so scared and shy. Anyone that saw me always commented about how empty my eyes looked but over the next few weeks and months I learnt that I could start to trust humans again, give them all my slobbery kisses and during this time the family also fell In love with me and I became thier son and they became my family! I got my very own family on October 28th 2020 when my foster family officially adopted me!! I was finally safe! I was finally loved and spoilt! I finally had somewhere to call home where I get an abundance of hugs,kisses,pats,love and food. I will never have to spend another cold,scary,hungry,lonely night on the streets wondering why my humans left, what I done wrong to make them not want me or love me anymore. I love my new family so much and I know they absolutely love me.

I now have a Mum Dee, a Dad Dan, a Nana sue, 3 sisters( Lili,Lani and Skarlette), a brother JJ he's my little best friend and I have a fur sister Nova. Nova is a year older than me but like me she was a street/pound dog then she became a foster dog through the same people who saved me from the pound, Precious Paws Animal Rescue INC and then my new family agreed to foster Nova. Like they did with me my family fell in love with Nova and adopted her aswell so she became my sister, my best doggy friend, my partner in crime.

A little bit about my siblings just because I love them so much I want to tell you all about them. So as I mentioned before I have 3 sisters. Skarlette she is 13 but she lives in another part of the country so I don't get to see her. Lili she is 11 and she gives the best cuddles and pats!! Lani is 10, she is so caring and sweet. Now onto my only brother JJ he is 8 and he is my rough and tumble play mate he helped teach me how to play rope.

Ok so now you know a little bit about me and my background let me tell you why my family and I are doing this. Ever since I came into care I've had a funny walk. My Nana says it's like a catwalk models walk. My mum has had me on all different types of supplements and much to my disgust she still has me on rose hip vital. I am a super super fussy eater as it is. No one noticed any changes good or bad with the mystery problem with my back legs until a few weeks ago when I started collapsing when I was just walking or playing sometimes it was just my back legs other times it was all 4 legs out like a star. Then I started not being able to get up on the beds or lounges and sometimes I can't even get up a single step. Please try and remember I am still only a baby at 2 years old and I love getting on the couch or bed to be close to my humans or fur sister. Everytime I collapse I get so scared and I look for one of my humans who are never far away from me for help, reassurance and love. They are always right there when I need help or simple reassurance that I'm a good boy. Mum and dad have had to start using sheets/towels under my belly like a sling to help lift me up when I need to get up the step or onto the lounge for my favourite time of any day, snuggles! Even though I'm broken my family still love and adore me more and more each day.

I went to the vets a few days ago so we could try and find out what is wrong with me. When I was there they gave me some medicine that made me go to sleep and have the best dreams while they took special photos of my bones mum says it's called an x-ray. When mummy and daddy came to pick me up from the vet the news was not good at all. I new it was bad news when my mum started crying lots and just hugging me saying she was so sorry and she kept saying she failed me but she is just silly she could never fail me she loves me, feeds me, hugs me, sneaks me an odd treat here and there, she got me a jacket for the cold nights so I wasn't cold but best of all as soon as daddy leaves the room mum sneaks me onto hers and dad's bed for hours of cuddles and the best sleep because when daddy comes back he puts a blanket on me and mum and dad just hold me and I feel so safe and loved.

Back to what the vet said. The vet told mum and dad that the results were not good. My hips,knees and elbows don't look good but they are not what is causing me to collapse. My spine is why I keep collapsing it is bad but an x-ray doesn't show the full extent of what is wrong. So we have 2 options according to the vet.

Option 1- Get refered to a specialist vet for an MRI and some other tests to see if it's one disc that is causing all this or multiple and to see if surgery is an option for me so I can walk, get up on mum and dad's bed, get up on the lounge with nova and so I can play ball and rope with Nova or JJ again. The vet highly suspects multiple. This option without the surgery is going to cost mum and dad between $4000 and $6000 just for my scans and test then if they can do surgery it's going to be an extra $12000-$15000. Like most of you, mum and dad don't have $4000-$6000 just laying around so they definitely don't have $15000 either.

Option 2- Go home take the medication I was given to see if we can manage my pain and let nature take its course. The vet said this option will take 1 of 2 roads.
1) My illness will slowly progress over the next few weeks or months possibly but extremely unlikely years. I will slowly lose all function/use of my legs and I will lose all quality of life and my family will have to make the heartbreaking decision to do the best thing they could do for me and make the hardest most selfless decision they have to make. Say goodbye to me forever and put me to sleep.
2) My Illness progresses fast and within weeks or months one day I won't be able to walk or move and they will have to make that heartbreaking selfless decision. Say goodbye to me forever and put me to sleep.

Obviously mum and dad want more than anything to do option 1 but they have tried everything to come up with even just the $6000 to get my tests done and then go from there. By everything I mean Mum has spent the last 2 or so days on the internet trying to find some way to do it. She has tried multiple loan companies, vetpay, medpay. They have tried absolutely everything possible and this is not something that can wait until they have saved up as the vet said they could wake up tomorrow morning and find me unable to wag my tail good morning and get up and greet them with a lick/kiss a paw/punch, a cuddle and a big smile because I will be paralysed and then they will have no other choice but to say goodbye and put me thier baby, thier youngest son to sleep it doesn't matter that I have fur and they don't they are still my mum and dad and I'm still there son and that will destroy my whole family.

So this is why I am here asking everyone to PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE donate any amount you are able to afford to help my mum and dad pay for the vet to help either get me as comfortable as medicaly and physically possible so I can continue to be loved and spoilt like I am now. We will be so grateful for any amount you can afford to donate. We would honestly be so grateful even if you could only afford a few cents or a couple of dollars. It all adds up at the end of the day and every cent really does count. I may only be a dog to you but to my mum and dad I am thier son, to my brother and sisters I am thier baby brother. If you are unable to help financially but still want to try and help my family help me then maybe if you shared this and got my story out there, someone else may be able to help me.

Thanks you for taking the time to listen to my story.

P.s Don't tell mum this but I really really really really desperately beg you guys to help me so mum will stop crying all the time she is getting my fur wet and I hate water!!