Allen, my German Spitz, got hit by a car. This occurred on November 12 around 7:00 PM. At the time I was cooking dinner and my cousin told me to look for him since she needed to feed her dog and Allen has the habit of being a glutton. The first place I checked was outside since he is the master of escaping the house. When I saw him, I opened the door, knowing that once I do open the door, he runs in, but this time was odd. He didn't walk in and refused to move. I picked him up and I found his eye, protruding from his socket, and the white of his eye clearly visible. As soon as I saw him, I began to cry, he was clearly in pain; we immediately took him to the nearest Emergency Room for Pets. The vet we went to did not do a good job and refused to treat him unless we paid $2,300 dollars upfront. This amount was just to monitor Allen, not perform surgery to remove his eye. The only thing we got were x-rays and some meds for Allen, which cost a total of $665 dollars. We decided to take him home until the morning where we found a better vet, which performed surgery to remove his eye and monitor him for 2 days. From the x-ray we received from the first vet, we found out he has broken ribs, which the first vet clearly could not find and charged $126.50 for a radiologist interpretation when in fact, my cousin found the rib fractures.
Although he can be a little menace, he is a kind, shy, little sweetheart. He is a very gentle dog who was all alone until I took him inside. When he was a puppy, he was abandoned and my aunt found him and gave him to me. I have two other dogs who are not socialized with him, so he was cast aside and became an exile. This was then he became my best friend and my child. We've been close for the past year. When I suffer from sever anxiety and depression, he is always there to comfort me when I need it, cuddling next to me, to comfort me.

I need a total of $2,800 dollars to pay for his vet bills, but this price may go up depending how much more vet visits/check up/surgery/meds he needs to get better and back to his normal self.
Please help him, please help this little sweetheart. This was him before I left on a long trip, he didn't want me to go and now I don't want him to go.