We took our kitty to Animal Emergency because he had a blocked bladder. My vet was out of town and she suggested they cath him and send him home so she could look at him in the am. The little boy who just got his dvm but slept through bedside manners, said little kittie needed x,y & z, which would cost me over $1k, just to get him through the night. I said, no. Then they do the used cars sales tatic and give me a new low cost quote for tonight only. Nope, I still cant spend that, I just want to take my cat home. OH NO! you cant do that! Your cat will die a horrible and painful death, TONIGHT, if you dont'!
I restated that if he made it thought the night, I would have my vet take care of him in the am. The vet said I was going to have to euthinize my cat if I was going to be so inhumane and not spend $$$ on him now! I will have my vet do it, I restate. NO! you have to do it now! and put him out of his missery, he said. Nope, I want to take my kitty home. Wait, the vet said, I talked to the owner and I can at least drain his bladder for the low low cost of $200 tonight, because we are good and you are bad!
Needless to say, I'm $200 lighter and took little kitty to my vet who said, I'm not running all these tests, it's a waste of your $ and all we need to do is change his food. Oh, and my vet said he isn't going to die and I don't have to put him down.
Okay, I'm grateful they were able to unblock him, but I'm pissed as hell that those people wreaked emotial havoc on me and almost convinced me to kill my cat so they could make a buck. This may sound exaggerated, but the words they did not say, they certainly insinuated.