They killed her.
My baby. My best friend. I spent every hour of every day with for 8 years.
They killed her.
For the past 4 months I’ve been lied to and my girl was alone and suffering when she died.
I am so fucking mad i want to …
I spent $35,000 in 4 months to have her be referred to a specialist 4 hours away from me near Toronto. I asked for a referral 4 months ago. I got it on Monday.
I took a 700$ cab to get her there.
She was dead on Tuesday.
They told me she would be there for a while and i could visit and she would be ok. So i went home.
A few hours later i called one of the vets and he said she wasnt well and i called for a cab again to go back and i got a call…
I WAS 10 MINUTES FROM THE FUCKING HOSPITAL WHEN SHE DIED. ALONE. COLD. TUBES JAMMED IN HER.
I FUCKING HATE THE PEOPLE WHO TOLD ME TO TAKE HER THERE WHEN THEY KNEW SHE WAS THAT BAD.
i also finally got her medical records. After she died. Ive been askkng since my first visit.
They killed my baby. They ignored obvious issues in her bloodwork. They pumped her full of antibiotics without knowing why. I demanded blood and urine cultures which were never done.
They fucking killed her.
My life is now devoted to making sure the vets never practice again, their network pays, and the laws which they so egregiously violated are used to make them suffer the way my beautiful girl did.
I have never felt such pure hate.
My baby …
I can’t stop crying. I cant stop screaming.
God. Fuckkng. Damn. Them.
Oh, ps. Im on disability and get 13,000 a year. I wasnt flouting wealth, i gave everything i had for her.
I will make those assholes lay for what they did to her.
Lakeshore animal health partners killed my baby.
Thank you. I still cant stop crying. I’m an old man who has been crying for a week.
She was the best part of my life. She was so different from any other cat ive ever known. She was just the most beautiful and loving and interesting and adorable and wonderful and so damned intelligent.
Before my mom died earlier this year i told her i was sorry i ever worried her because whenever i looked at my girl i felt so much that i dreaded anything ever happening to her. I would tear up sometimes when i was just laying around with my girl because i knew one day she wouldn’t be here.
It wasnt supposed to be like this. This soon. This way.
What i am most angry about is what my baby went through. Alone. Terrified.
They told me she was going to be ok.
And i wasnt there. My poor babty.
I kove her so much.