Max and I met about 27 months ago at the time Max was only 8 months old tiny but incredibly intelligent I've always said that he was a little boy and his previous life.  Not not only is Max my best friend but he's also my service dog and helps me cope with PTSD and Depression. We've been through some things together. Like at about ten months old he walked off of a second floor deck hitting around without any harm he jumps up and runs to the door where he remembered we went into this building very first time we were ever there brilliant doll. Windows 10 months old my neighbor knocked on the door and it said I need to come check on Max Max was laying in a ditch kind of days out in Olympic I noticed two spots on his leg look like they've been business on identified what it was by Google it and it been bit by a snake not a good day for my landlord because I had to use my rent money to take Matt to the vet. 

Now we're at a point where Max needs BT worms he needs to see a vet for some kind of breathing problem that is acquired it's almost like a asthma attack. 

I live on a fixed income of about $900 a month I cannot afford to take you back but he needs to go ASAP when I say this and talk about this situation it makes my heart heavy cuz it's a little fella depends on me we need help