This is Earl "Tubby" Tubbington, aka Colonel Tubbs, aka Tub City, aka Tubson.
More pictures of our handsome mushpot behind every spoiler-tag.
I'm not one to beg & plead for help (especially when it comes to money) and I know that depending on the Collective Internet's Mood, asking for money is basically an invitation to be ripped apart, yet here I am anyway, asking strangers for donations.
And here's the link my girlfriend setup, if you just want to immediately get the gist of it: http://www.gofundme.com/7swt1o
The short-version is pretty simple: we just adopted the neighbor's cat a few months ago, and out of the blue we had to rush him to an emergency animal clinic in the middle of the night two weeks ago. Flash-forward, he's doing well now, but with the tests they had to run, follow-up visits, and on top of this his normally scheduled "maintenance" appointments all hit this month, his vet bills are very quickly nearing the $2k mark and meanwhile my hours at work are getting cut more & more.
I'm a fairly prideful guy, and although I never shy away from a little help when offered, I feel that asking for help comes off as manipulative and generally frowned upon, especially in this age of the "Me, Me, oh... and Me" Attitude.
The Long-Version is quite a bit more complicated:
This is a tough decision to really figure out how far down the rabbit hole to go with this. Not enough detail and I'm just another shmuck looking for others to bail him out of a mediocre situation. Too much detail and I'll come off like I'm hanging a big ol' arrow at the end of my block, nailing balloons to the telephone pole on an obnoxiously colored posterboard sign that screams in big permanent marker letters "The pity party's this way! Over here!"
Earl's Backstory: Earl (or as we call him, "Tubby") has had a pretty rough-life, like Lifetime Network-rough; we're his fourth home.
As for the Vet Bills-side of things:
Still with me? Here's that link again: (and a bonus cat picture) http://www.gofundme.com/7swt1o
Then there's the begging for strangers' money part:
To try and keep this as short and less-whiney as possible (I know, too late already--I get that), my Retail job has been hitting me hard ever since January, I went from 30 hours-per-week down to 20--and sometimes 15 hours.
And here comes the whiney, somewhat self-indulgent part... tucked away neatly behind a spoiler-tag:
If this is "not your bag"--that's fine, I can't honestly fault any of you for that.
I'm just another random guy on the internet that some of you may have seen around the threads. I already know most of you out there are doing all you can to hold your own, but if you have just even a couple dollars to spare it would go a long way on this side of the CAGiverse--and of course I'd be forever grateful to know that someone genuinely cares out there.
Earl, my girlfriend and I thank all of you for taking the time to even click on this thread at all.