This is Marnie "FarmWife" Jones in. Fenway is profoundly lame this morning, and I am scrambling to come up with cash for his imminent vet visit. Being a sparsely-employed stay-at-home mom, I am trying (out of respect for my husband, my family, and our very tight budget) to earn a little extra this month.
I am running an "X-rays for Fenway" poetry drive, through which I have already earned $75 towards hock X-rays and, hopefully, treatment to make him comfortable. For $10, Fenway Bartholomule and I will put together a beautiful custom poem for you to print and save, give as a gift, or use to memorialize a special two- or four-legged friend. All proceeds will go straight to Fenway's veterinary care.
To those who have already helped, thank you. It causes me great pain to have to delay Fenway's diagnosis even a day, but by selling my (and his) writing and by developing my career as a freelance writer and contract editor, I hope to become the kind of owner he deserves—a financially solvent owner who spares no expense.
Thank you . . . and wish us luck!