This is the Story of My Dude. On my way to work, on November 25th, I witness what I believe was a car intentionally attempting to hit a cat. I pulled over and the cat was still alive and I wad unsure how bad she (at the presumed a he) was. 

So I took off my hoodie wrapped it around this cat in the middle of the road, almost getting clipped myself by another car and ran back to my Jeep.  I drove her over to a Vet Office that just recently had opened, the whole time saying things like:

"Don't worry my dude, I'm going to get you some help. " and "Hey don't you die on me My Dude, we are almost there!" And "I got you My Dude, you're safe now."

All while calling my boss and telling him I was going to be late to work and I'd take the PTO time if needed. 

I dropped her off at the Vet explained what I'd seen and the nurses took her back. I called two hours later to check on her, find out she was Microchiped and they were attempting to reach the owner and that she would require a surgery, I ask to keep me updated. Also that it's a She and not a he and her name is Bree.

Two hours later, I call back again. They say she's sedated but doing fine, still waiting to hear back from the owner. That she should have the surgery that afternoon. 

Two more hours I call back again, told she's fine, still hurting, but medicated and they are still waiting for contact back from the owner. 

Two hours later, I am in the area and swing by to check on her. I'm told that her owner is surrendering her to the vet because he can't afford treatment. They are going to put My Dude down. 

At this point, I assume Financial Responsibility for My Dude. They agree to work with me and that they will be in touch. 

I stop by again after work, My Dude is up and despite having the worst day of her life, immediately gets up and Nuzzles my hand. 

I talk to her Doctor, they have brought the Surgery bill down dramatically, touched by my dedication to saving this cat.  She has head trauma and her jaw is fractured and needs to be wired back together. 

I've never asked for donations for something like this and even if no one gives me a penny I'll make sure My Dude is good and taken care of. But if you can help me save My Dude, I'd appreciate it. The vets have discounted the first surgery dramatically:

And have agreed to remove the wire for free once she's healed. 

So if you can, Help Out My Dude

Thank you!

Update #1: My Dude is out of Surgery! I was told she was a Champ (Of course she was, she's My Dude!). She's a little high right now, but the surgery went great! They are going to keep her for a bit still, too monitor her and see how she's handles things. Thank you everyone for your support! My Dude appreciates you!

Update #2: Update: So in had called and checked a couple times throughout the day but I've been swamped with work and not able to post. After work we (Aly and Myself) went to visit My Dude and met one of her benefactors there, I'm not going to name them for the sake of their privacy. We're visited My Dude in their comfort room and she's doing good. She's a bit tired and obviously wasn't in super playful mood with her cone on. We spent some time with her, giving her love and letting her stretch her legs. The nurse let me know she's eating well, the surgery looks like it went great, all the X-Rays came back good. And now some, My Dude Pictures

Update #3: We spent a good moment in their comfort room with My Dude tonight, she stretched her legs and finally settled in to for a nap on Aly and me. Little thing was exhausted so we let her hey a good long nap filled with love away from all the noise and other animals. (Today's picture 11/27 up on the GoFundMe)