| Windsor Veterinary Clinic |
[25 Feb 2007|06:57pm] |
On February 5th I brought my 6 month old female cat into Windsor Veterinary
Clinic to get her first set of shots and an examination. It was brought to
the vets attention during the examination that she (the cat) was showing
symptoms of being in heat, and I was concerned for her health. They told me
then that she was far too young to be in heat and laughed at me for thinking
it was even possible. No mention of kittens were EVER indicated, even though
a full examination was performed. I was present for the entire appointment
and the cat never left my sight, and I watched as they poked and prodded
around her abdomen. In short, I scheduled to have her spayed on Friday the
23rd of February, as I thought this was best to avoid her becoming pregnant
because I was not convinced that she wasn't experiencing being in heat. After
the appointment, I arranged for my mother to pick up the cat because due to
my work schedule, I could not be there. When she arrived, they told her of
the cost which was a bit pricey and not at all the amount estimated during
the first visit. When my mother asked why the price was so high, they
notified her that the cat was, in fact pregnant, so they took it upon
themselves to dispose of the kittens. This was absolutely appalling to her.
She asked why they would have done such a thing, and why they did not call me
to tell me. They claimed that because I signed a paper that they *assumed* I
knew of the cats situation. My mother also argued that they should not have
*assumed* anything in this sort of profession as they did not have just ONE
life in their hands, in this case, they had multiple. They also claim that
the cat was "obviously" pregnant and they did not know how we could not have
known. My mother explained to them that this cat was a house cat and she
always just looked plump; we did not know at all that she was pregnant or I
would have let her carry out her pregnancy as it would be cruel not to. When
my mother asked how far along these kittens were, the nurse avoided the
question repeatedly, contending my mother into asking multiple times. The
nurse finally answered by a show of hand how big the kittens were, indicating
that they were almost full term and well developed. Then the following
question arises. If this cat was "obviously" pregnant, how did the vet
performing the examination on my cat on February 5th, miss such an obvious
condition during this first appointment? They had never informed me of any
chance of pregnancy as they again, laughed at me for bringing up the subject.
Not only did they kill our litter of kittens that we did not even know about
and certainly not informed of during the first examination, but also to add
insult to injury, charges us an additional fee for the disposal of these poor
babies. No phone call was made to verify knowledge of the kittens, no
questions were asked before taking the cat in, and the only explanation that
they could give my mother was that I signed a release to perform these
actions, of which she argued the plain truth that if we were to have known
this cat was pregnant with kittens, developed or not, would NEVER had gone
through with such a terrible procedure. You would also think that a
Veterinary Clinic would take actions to avoid the death of ANY animal,
newborn, fetus, or elder, as they are there to save and help animals. In
proceeding actions, I called their emergency line to hear an explanation from
the veterinarian who performed the surgery, because I wanted to know what
happened in his words, as I don't understand how a cat that can't be in heat
could possibly be pregnant. This cat never leaves the house and the only
time she was out of the house was before I got her when she was 6 weeks old.
I called the Veterinary Clinic and told them exactly that. I told the doctor
that performed the operation, Dr. Praul, that she must have been pregnant for
6 months because she does not leave the house and we do not have any other
cats. Dr. Praul answered me by insulting my intelligence, telling me that
someones opinion who thought the cat could be pregnant for 6 months, really
doesn't matter much to him. I do not claim to know everything about cats,
that's why I take mine to the vet. I was under the impression that a
veterinarian would know more about this situation, considering that this is
their job. This so called "well trained, professional" as they like to call
themselves there, not only threw this insult at me, but also hung up the
phone during our conversation as I was expressing my concern of their
incompetence. For a "well trained professional", they certainly handled this
phone call a little immaturely. After researching online I've found that the
gestation period is in fact about two or two and a half months, and that
sometimes it can be hard to tell if the cat is pregnant. The research also
says to bring your pet to a veterinary clinic if they show any signs, in
which I did, only to be made a fool of. I feel I took the proper steps to
avoid this whole situation. I felt there was definitely a problem when I took
the cat to the vet the first time, and explained it to the so called
"professional" only to have them dismiss it. They neglected to inform me of
her pregnancy during BOTH visits to this clinic. They were not even going to
inform me or my mother of the pregnancy at all. The only reason it was ever
brought up was due to my mother asking why the visit was so expensive.
Besides their unprofessional and inconsiderate manner of business and the fee
for their neglectful and irresponsible act, I feel they have committed a
terrible wrong in depriving this cat of a litter of "well-developed" kittens.
I feel strongly that similar situations may have aroused for other clients of
this clinic as the same day of my visit a friend of mine also schedule a
neutering for her cat and witnessed many clients of this clinic complain that
the procedures done on their animals were NOT what they had originally come
in for. My reason behind writing this letter, is to inform you of the
unprofessional actions this veterinary clinic has taken, and to ask what else
I can do besides informing the public, friends, and family to remove their
animals from their care. I do not wish for any other family to experience
such a horrible thing. I consider this a serious matter.
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| Pepsi |
[07 Feb 2007|06:30pm] |
Don't buy Pepsi in the new can. Pepsi has a new "patriotic" can coming out with pictures of the Empire State Building, and the Pledge of Allegiance on them. However, Pepsi left out two little words on the pledge, "Under God." Pepsi said they didn't want to offend anyone.
In that case, we don't want to offend anyone at the Pepsi corporate office, either! So if we don't buy any Pepsi product, they will not be offended when they don't receive our money that has the words "In God We Trust" on it.
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[23 Dec 2006|11:36am] |
its almost Christmas. getting older squeezes the Christmas juice out of you. its nothing like when you were a kid and magic still exsisted. waiting for weeks on end for santa to come and explode your livingroom with presents. listening for jingle bells on the roof, or watching for elves outside the window every time you were bad because mom said 'oh! did you see that?! he's going to go tell santa now..'. remember when you used to be able to listen to feliz navidad and sing your heart out every time just like it was the first time you've heard it? once is enough now. or those silly candy calanders parents used to help the kids count down til the 25th. i had one. it was green and we used to hang it next to the fridge in the hallway. it was numbered 1-24 and had a little sleepy mouse that sat in the pockets of the numbers. every time a day went by, santa would come at night and put candy in the next pocket so when you moved the mouse, you'd find a treat. my favorite was always waking up at 3 in the morning and being too excited to go back to sleep. so id wake everyone up and we'd go open presents by 4. i like to open them in the dark.. still to this day i get up at 4 and wake up my entire family to go open presents while its still dark out. i always had a feeling as a kid that i 'just missed santa'. i guess i don't ever want that to go away.
if i could take one thing from childhood to have forever, it would be the magic i always believed in.
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[13 Dec 2006|12:31am] |
im almost 21.
thats all i really need to say.
oh. ps. jan. 6 please throw me a surprise party of the century. thanks.
hope.
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[14 Oct 2006|07:59pm] |
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Barophobia is the fear of gravity, which can be very inconvenient if you live on a planet.
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[18 Aug 2006|01:00pm] |
he doesnt care when i cry anymore..
it seems so pointless to have emotions.
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[27 Jun 2006|11:40am] |
today i spent the majority of my morning looking for someone i haven't spoken to, laid eyes on, or come close to finding, in almost over 10 years now. sometimes i think its a waste of my time trying to find someone i was close to so long ago. maybe its so hard to find her because she doesnt want to be found. or maybe im just not looking hard enough. but i refuse to give up on ever talking to her again. i do get a little discouraged when i think about why she hasnt been looking for me. or perhaps she has, and im just as impossible to find. in any case, if anyone happens to stumble across a Darci Linscott, get some form of address out of her whether that be e-mail, home, or aim. and tell her i still think of her sometimes and i wish to speak with her asap.
ive really been stuck in the spaces in between my life lately. sometimes i wonder if im ever going to find who and where i am supoosed to be. instead of having a life around work, it seems as though i have to work around life.. when im not selling shoes at famous footwear, im home arguing in my head what it is that i want to do for the rest of my life.
there are so many things that i want to do. just to name a few, ive thought of becoming a travel agent, wedding/event planner, real estate agent, business/communications major, photographer, writer [for disney], culinary arts [mostly for wedding cakes], director/producer/screen writer, imagineer [at Walt Disney World]... ranyranyrany i could go on forever.
whatever i plan on doing, i want to be in charge of something. i want to be the boss. i want to make the decisions. i want to oversee. i want to be successful. i want to be well-known.
potentially.. i wanna rule the world.
im still disfunctioning on the inside trying to choose.
im so sick of money deciding where my life is going. im going to change that. with or without the my bank account.
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[21 Jun 2006|12:56pm] |
Brittany Murphy is the new voice for Tinker Bell in the upcoming Disney movie "Fairies". I'm excited [and a little worried] to find out how fairie-like she can be. Tinker Bell has not said a single word in 50 years.. showing her expression through jingling and facial expressions.. Good luck Brittany.. you're up against a lot..
This oughta be good.
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[23 May 2006|12:50pm] |
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sorry i havent updated.. i overdosed on reality.
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[21 Apr 2006|05:28pm] |
my dog chews every pair of shoes i own. why dog.. why must you chew my shoes..
im tired today. bored. and tired. and pretty pissed.
i had an a pretty good day. looking forward to like.. making plans later. you know? like actually going out and doing something besides sitting around wasting your life on warcraft and video games? oh. and not obsessing over someone elses life.. drugs.. or alcohol. weird huh?
well fuck that in the face.
everyone i called today is obviously too good for that. the only day i have off in a million years.. and where am i?
updating livejournal.......
and what happens when i get a phone call from someone *else* who wants to make plans? im supposed to be on call for that.
i love ben. i just wanna be with him.
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[12 Apr 2006|07:49pm] |
wow.. its been a while since ive been on livejournal. (i say like its crack or something..) ive had a pretty good.. 8 years since ive updated. or changed my layout..
had a good day today. lots of long overdue laughs. spent the afternoon with ian at hobbitville. he told me it was an amazing place and i just HAD to see how pretty it was.. the last time he was there he was stoned.. and when i got there and actually saw the place i said 'maybe it looks a little better when youre high...'
it was pretty neat though and i bet it does look better in the summer.. and if youre wearing sneakers.. which we werent.. and didnt have change constantly falling out of your pocket.. which i did.. and didnt have to pee.. which we did behind a rock... it was a fun time.
then we ate fresh and had nice healthy snack after...............
mcdonald's and dairy queen....
anyway.. i need to work on my website somemore so i can actually get it up and running and start making money! and beat the dog for getting in the trash. ugh.
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[07 Mar 2006|09:26am] |
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i got an ipod finally.. damn.. look at me be 2 years behind.. my DAD even had one before me. *sigh*
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[15 Feb 2006|03:13pm] |
| You Are Strength | 
You represent both fiery energy and steadfast will.
You are innocent and naive - yet unafraid and undaunted.
Perhaps you don't have the most powerful physical strength...
But your mental powers make up for any amount of muscle.
Your fortune:
Lately, you have been a pillar of ethics and moral strength.
And while things may be difficult, your faith in yourself will come through.
You may need to conquer the animalistic nature of yourself or others, with gentle force.
Although this may seem like the darkest hour for you, victory is near. |
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