Five years ago my husband lost his job thru no fault of his own. Then he got an operation to repair his urethra. He was sent home with a flesh eating disease (MRSA), almost died, abandoned by his dr. (he actually left the state). After 3 years of needing a catheter in his groin so he could empty his bladder, he went thru 3 operations to repair him. He almost died. He almost died. He almost died. The only dr. capable enough to fix him was the best urologist in the world. IN THE WORLD. He is very slowly getting better.

I have been by his side the whole time.

I am tired and wrung out. I've been trying to get a small companion dog BUT have you seen the prices? Rescues aren't muchbetter. They want $300 AND MORE for a young dog, puppies even higher priced.

I just saw an ad on Craigslist for a chihuahua who is a designated service dog trained for people with anxiety. I have written twice, no response.

Time after time I have answered such ads. Either they want lots of money or simply do not respond.

I am tired. I am worn out. I am lonely.

Thanks for reading.