“I wasn’t feeling so good one morning—my legs were weak, and I could barely walk—but Dad scooped me up and rushed me to the vet, where they found out I had Cushing’s disease. At first, things looked bad, and we tried different treatments, but Dad never gave up on me. He researched, tested, and found a way to help me feel better, and because of his love and CushAway, I didn’t just survive—I thrived. I went on to live a full and happy 19 years, which is something really special for a pup like me. “ – Scrappy