Posts tagged ‘PoorPuppy’

DOG GONE BAD VET

I chose our veterinary clinic because it was AAHA certified. I wasn’t impressed with the facilities but the owner/vet seemed competent enough and he was supposed to be available at all times for emergencies. Not only was he not available when we needed him this weekend (See UPDATE), he NEVER RETURNED OUR CALL!

I don’t think that there is anything left to say. He promised a standard of care that was not there. I will not take that risk again. He’s history.

ADDENDUM I think Little-Bit is O.K., but I will be following up with our new vet.

ADDENDUM AGAIN- The vet and his staff called me numerous times on Monday and Tuesday.  Awkward. The excuse given was that the answering service had taken down my number incorrectly. Don’t most answering services have caller ID? I am not changing my mind. Choosing a new vet is never easy, though…

HAPPY ENDINGWell, the answering service sent a transcript of their recording and they had written my number incorrectly as well as my name. I also received an written apology from the operator who had made the error. So I have rescheduled Black Cat’s check-up for this week and we will continue with this practice. Let you know how that goes.

WELL, NOT SO MUCH- Black Cat got carsick in every possible way on the short drive over and then almost escaped. They made me sign something agreeing to pay $25.00 if I cancel an appointment. Then we spent over $300 for a yearly checkup for a healthy cat. We were there almost two hours but part of that was B.C.’s fault as they had to clean her up. I’m sure, if I look closely at my itemized bill, that I was charged for that.

Himself met the vet and didn’t like him either. We really can’t put our finger on why that is. Something about his demeanor.

I don’t see this relationship working out long term, do you?

May/2009 at 3:23 am Leave a comment

PUPPIES ARE NOT GARBAGE

http://www.click2houston.com/news/18757526/detail.html#-

I was twelve years old and riding my bike around my neighborhood when I saw a garbage truck hit a dog. As I stood there in shock, the garbageman hopped off of the side of the truck, threw the dog in with the trash and they drove away. I looked around frantically for an adult to help but there was no one. It happened in the blink of an eye. Of course, by the time I had raced home, it was too late.

Feb/2009 at 12:14 pm Leave a comment


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