Crazy world

  I was reading the paper this morning, and came across an article about a guy from Plattsburgh, which is upstate from here, trying to raise funds for surgery for his little dog.  The dog has a rare heart condition, and this dude, who does not have a lot of resources, was trying to raise $32,000 for heart surgery for the dog at a local animal hospital.  The dog helped him when he was down and out, and he wanted to return the favor.

He went to his bank and applied for a loan, but they would only loan him $20,000.  He sold a car, which got him another $2,000.  Ten grand to go.

He started a gofundme campaign, and six thousand came in, in dribs and drabs.  Four grand left to go.  The surgery is scheduled for a few weeks from now, without it the dog would certainly die, and he was running out of time to raise the money.  I swear, I got teary-eyed reading the article about the love this guy has for his dog, so I went to gofundme and chipped in twenty bucks, in memory of The Runt and Little Girl, both of whom died young of heart problems.  The least I could do.

I kept checking on the gofundme page this morning, wondering if there would be other people who, like me, would read the article and help out.

And then?  And then? 

Somebody donated ten grand.

Sandra Bass (or someone using the name of Sandra Bass), donated the entire ten thousand dollar amount of the original fundraiser.  And the donations keep coming in.  So far, funds raised exceed $18,000.

You can read about it here. 

The gofundme campaign is here. 

You can argue that there are other animals (or people) who would be more deserving of the money, you can argue that it's stupid to spend thirty grand on heart surgery for a dog, you can argue whatever you want.  *I* would argue that, every once in while, people are good.  They are.