Queenie, little 3 yr Chihuahua, severe dog attack

My baby Queenie was attacked yesterday by a rescued Pitbull (12 year old female). Though we hadn't had any real problems in the past, something must've triggered the Pit (sometimes Queenie gets that reverse cough, don't know if that was it). The Pit continued to hold and bite Queenie in the air like a toy rope while Q is screeching and the loudest yelps, I flew around the corner to help, but the Pit wouldn't let go, as I screamed, my boyfriend came out from the garage and once she saw him, the Pit released Queenie, who in turn fled the scene (was between the front door, and the shoe bench), frantic, I found her hiding behind the master bath toilet, four rooms away, and her eyeball was bulging from its socket. Dropped everything, bf grabbed her in his arms while we scattered to find an open vet hospital (we're brand new to Ohio) on a Sunday. Rushed her in. She's shaking, I'm shaking, bawling, they took her for immediate surgery.

She is the most precious thing to me in the world, as I had lost a 14 year old chihuahua (I don't have any children) a few years back to cancer from a ruptured mast cell tumor. I never thought I would ever have another dog as it was too painful. And then the pandemic hit, and I felt lost without anyone, no pet, work from home, isolated. I am a very strong person and never ask people for anything, except my parents, I always think I can do it on my own. Queenie could never replace Jewls (my first), but has really gotten me through the last few years as the best companion a woman could ask for emotionally.

Her eyeball had to be completely removed (enucleation), and has been sewn shut. No more high fives or ball playing. Also, when we went back to check-in last night, the doctor mentioned her bottom jaw is broken. I don't believe in putting another dog down if they have a quality of life, so we have to send the Pit back to the rescue she came from years ago, no one here will take her, but I cannot chance a round two. She won't make it. I'm scared that my once super playful (if you know her, she has the sweetest and spunkiest disposition). Feel free to see her on Tiktok and Instagram @pastrypants. The medical bills are already adding up like crazy, and we haven't even gone to the oral veterinarian.

I've worked very hard this year to pay down my debt, and poof in a matter of 24 hours, I'm saving my dogs quality of life. If you cannot make a donation, I am just grateful for kind wishes, doggy breath, and all. Also, if you've experienced a similar situation, and have a story, please share.