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Unpleasant Vet Experience

It was 35 years ago, I was 19. I had married at age 16 and had taken our family dog with me. We had her since I was 8 years old and she was my dog. When we first got her my Mom would not allow her in the house. Once she was allowed in the house she was not allowed on my bed. I made her a cardboard box with her name drawn on in crayon. flowers and butterflies on it. My Mom let her sleep in the box on the foot of my bed.
We lived in Dallas. Dixie got very sick throwing up and not eatting anything. Just drinking alot of water and vomiting. My husband and I took her to a vet in the expencive side of town. My husband was 15 years older than myself and not a teenager like myself. He was also chinese and I am white. He was a chef and owned a nice restaurant on in that very area. We got snubbed when we walked in with Dixie. They refused to see her (without an appt.) they said. I begged and pleaded for them to see her and the vet came out from an exam room and looked at her and told me they could not see her because of no appt, he did say to me " I suggest you find her a vet that will see her soon because she is a very sick dog." I don't know if they why for sure they wouldn't see her. Predujice or because that was a foo foo kind of a place or what.
We did manage to find another vet that did see her. He ran blood tests and had me take her home and wanted me to collect a sample of her vomit and pee or poop if I could. She started convulsing in the middle of the night and she slipped into a coma and died. The vet called me early in the morning and told me she had diabetes. It was too late. It was around that time period that people were talking about parvo. I think it was a new virus at the time. I know it is mostly a puppy ailment but it also attacks old dogs and no dogs were immune to it then as it was nothing anyone vaccinated against. I had a 4 month old puppy that died a couple of weeks eariler. This puppy never lived long enough to make it to the vet. Was throwing up and layed down and literaly screamed until she died. We lived in the country and the next door neighbor didn't like dogs, so we thought he poisioned her. So I will never know if it was diabetes, parvo, or poisioning. But I do know if that horrible vet would of taken care of her early that morning she might not of died. Here it is 35 years later and I still can't let go of it.

I've dealt with him before. Michael's right and he's arrogant. If I hadn't thought long and hard how he misdiagnosed those 4 cats and flat out argued with me when I told him they were poisoned I might have listened to him.Think of the people he sends home with their pets and the animals trust him because he's a vet and the pets die.

You should have seen it at the first vet. First he was over an hour late. There was a man carrying a German Shepherd who couldn't walk. I saw him carrying his dog around back while waiting on the vet. Everyone had already agreed to wait with their animals and let this dog go first since something was WRONG. This dog didn't even get 5 minutes. Then I spoke to a man with a very small dog as I was going back with Cocoa. I asked him if his baby was going to be all right. He just looked down and never answered me. He looked so defeated. Then there was this woman who was just a a bragging about this vet.

Electric City got Cocoa in fast, checked everything. I couldn't afford the bloodwork on him yet. They're trying hard to save him. And each person leaving with their pet was telling me how great the staff was here. And everyone was smiling. I was behind a gentleman as I paid Cocoas bill and the mans DOG was even smiling.

Plus it's hard to find a vet who opens before 8am in my area.

From what I've heard in feedback there's one like this in every town. My hometown has one who's been around forever. He's set in his ways and dumber than dirt.

I remember an old vet, Dr. Jamison, who had to have been 90 when he retired and he saved my cat from poisoning with a 106 degree fever. I also know another vet in my hometown whose dad was a vet. I went to him for over 20 years. He couldn't see me as quickly on Tuesday and time was important.

Word needs to get around about these bad vets. You can bet I'll get on Merchant Circle and brag about my new good vet. People need a reference to go by when choosing a new vet.

Still surprised I didn't go to jail on Monday after the vet experience.

You certainly should vote with your feet and paws and go to the other vet. But maybe you could talk to the good vet at the first practice, if for no other reason than to just get out your well-deserved frustrations.

Do wait until Cocoa gets better and maybe you could also write a letter to the Jerk Vet and kindly, politely inform him how off base he was and exactly what happened and how it got resolved. And how glad you are that someone figured out what was actually wrong with the cat.

I hate to think Jerk Vet thought a fat cat couldn't starve to death. Their livers fail long before they get skinny. Jeez.

Some vets become arrogant and get out of touch with client care. Maybe in part it is due to being in the job for too long. They become complacent and think they know it all.

He seems to have done a very cursory, casual job in diagnosing Cocoa's condition. I would have thought it was a serious situation if a cat refuses to eat. Cats die if they do that.

Although he is not underweight!

Sorry that you had to go through all that and a car accident as well. Bad day. I can feel what it must have been like.

I find taking my cat to the vet stressful at the best of times but to have to go to two places plus an accident sounds very stressful.

My old lady cat is about 19 and she has lost weight due to eating less. I think her sense of smell has diminished and that that is the cause. She has also become deaf.

Losing weight in old cats is serious. I feed her her favorite food - fish and stop Charlie eating it until she is done.

Good luck with Cocoa.