Over Christmas my brother in law's dog jmped up nd ripped a tear in my brand new Nicole Miller leather jacket. Needless to say I wanted t kill that damn dog. I brought it to the cleaners and they sent it to a eather repair. The fuckin thing looks great! The tear was about the size of a silver dollar, and all that's left is a very faint scar that you can't see from more than 5 feet away and even then you'd have to now where it is.
Try that. Good luck beast!