Hi there. My name is Roscoe. My story is a sad one, but with your help I can have a happy ending. If you follow UYR dogs, you may already know me but for those of you who don’t here is my story. Once upon a time, I may have had a "family"...I can't tell you much about them other than they left me alone and scared at a shelter one day. I languished in the shelter for months; never understanding why I was always passed up. Perhaps it was my inability to make eye contact, my downward gaze or the milky white circles in the center of my eyes. Perhaps it was my perpetual sadness, my matted fur or the long nails that had grown long and curled into my pads. I will never know but I heard the staff whisper that my time would soon be up. I didn’t know what that meant but I could tell they had a sad tone in their voice. Then one day something changed. A nice woman came to my cage and carefully and lovingly picked up me and whispered the words I longed to hear……”Roscoe, little man, you are being rescued.” That was the best day of my life. Soon I was lovingly scooped up by a kind human that I could not see but I knew her arms were soft and loving and she smelled GOOD! I was placed in a car and there was a long ride; the nice human played the radio and sang songs to me. She took me home and fed me delicious food and lovingly bathed and groomed me. I had a family again and I was so very grateful! My new human noticed right away that I ran into walls, furniture, gates and pretty much everything. She pointed this out to the Dogtor who confirmed that I had premature cataracts that had almost completely claimed my eyesight at the tender age of only 8 years old. They recommended that I have the sight restoring surgery to remove my cataracts. I didn’t know what to think. Did I dare to dream that I might be able to see again? My foster Mom promised me we would try our best. The next step was a trip to the specialist to see if my retinas were in good enough shape to proceed. I am happy to say that today we found out the answer and that answer is YES!
Now comes the hard part. The surgery will cost around $3000. That is more money than I can even imagine let alone count on my four paws. I know that is a huge amount of money to spend on a scruffy little mixed breed fella like me. The Vet thinks I am a Yorkie-Cairn Terrier mix. Premature cataracts are the number one breed specific medical issue afflicting the Cairn Terrier breed. I am so very grateful to United Yorkie Rescue and my foster Mom for all that has been given me. My life was spared. I have a safe foster home and a great foster human and other furry siblings to play with……. even though I can’t see them. I am so very blessed that I almost feel selfish to even ask for one more miracle. But lately I have come to believe in miracles because of all the wonderful things that have happened to a sad and sightless little mixed breed boy languishing in a shelter that everyone passed by. So, with all the hope in the world and all the love in my heart I am asking you to help me by contributing to my EYE BELIEVE fund raiser. My surgery is scheduled for Feb. 24th. Please help me get there. Every single dollar goes directly towards my sight restoring surgery and dollar by dollar we can get to our goal. My life is only half lived. There are balls and butterflies to be chased and faces I long to see and hopefully somewhere in my future a forever home who will love me all the rest of my days. I believe. Please believe with me.