Anybody who knows me knows my pets. Because I've never been able to shut up about them. They are my world, and they are all somehow in a medically frail and difficult category, as the universe would have it. It knows I'm a sucker. I work tirelessly to pay for their comfort and health...but 2025 into 2026 has been a doozy. Add the cost of increased veterinary care, and we have my expanding debt. Curry and Dalton have both been diagnosed with chronic conditions, Fig's knees were deteriorating so rapidly and so severely that he completed knee surgery just after age 1, and Eliot was finally diagnosed with three congenital spinal/neurological disorders that require ongoing treatment in a diagnosis world that is brand new. Pet insurance helps, but pet insurance has a cap. This doesn't include my gas, lost wages, medications, consultation fees, and everything else that comes with it.

With some retro flair, I found a way to create something for people to enjoy, while additionally assisting my little furkids with their comfort and care.