I'm the second child of six in a family of eight humans and one dog, named Molly. Molly has been a part of our family since she was the size of my hand. She's grown up with my two youngest siblings, and she's always had the patience of a saint with them while they learned its wrong to pull her tail and all the other dumb things babies do. Every time I'm home from school the living room couch is my bed and my legs are hers. Molly loves playing in the snow, perching on top of the backs of armchairs, being held like a baby, any contact with humans (she'll shuffle towards you until you pet her, she'll go crazy the moment you look at her and say "hi!"), and pretending to be a guard dog even though she's the most loving creature I've ever met and wouldn't hurt a fly.
This morning I woke up to the news that Molly was the victim of a hit-and-run. My brother Liam took her out for a walk while he took the trash out, and a black car speeding down our small dead-end road hit her and kept going. My mother heard my brothers reaction from the house.
Molly has spent the rest of today at the vets, where it was discovered her leg is broken, her lung is collapsed, she was bleeding internally, and I'm waiting to hear back about x-rays to find out exactly how bad the damage to her chest was, as the last update from the vet said her chest was their current biggest concern.
My littlest siblings had gotten on the bus to school just before Molly was hit, and came home to the news. I wasn't there to see how they took it, but I did hear my sister crying over the phone an hour ago--hours after hearing the news. I can't blame her, I'm crying still as well. This is the same dog that likes to sneak upstairs at night and crawl into bed with my sister.
My family just picked her up from the vet to transport her to Upenn, where she should hopefully be able to get the major surgery on her leg our vet told us she'd require. She also needs to be professionally monitored so if brain swelling becomes an issue again they can help her immediately.
Our vet total for just today was over $1000. Most of the members of my family are still in school. My parents are both teachers. I've been living off the $90/month paycheck I get from being an RA, my family at home hasn't been doing much better.
A neighbors security camera did get a photo of the car that hit Molly, but it didn't capture a license plate. My brother has been in contact with the police about the whole situation, but because we don't have a licence plate number it will be a hard and lengthy process to find out who hit her and how they had the lack of heart to just keep going.
In the meantime, Molly needs surgery and we're doing everything we can to make sure she's getting the care she needs...the problem is we can't afford it. The health care market today is set up in such a way that it's more financially attainable to give up on a member of our family than to make sure she can pull through. I don't want to lose her. My youngest siblings aren't ready to lose her. My poor brother who had to watch the heartless person who hit her drive away can't lose her, she's his best friend.
We're doing our best to cover the costs of her care; we've applied for credit we can put towards the costs, we've pooled our Christmas funds, we're trying so hard. Still, we need help getting Molly the help she needs. She deserves help. She's honestly the sweetest dog I've ever met, and I know some sweet dogs. Please, please help. It would mean the world to my whole family.