I"m going to start off by saying
"WTF are ppl thinking?!?!?!?!?"Yesterday started off as a good day ... Faith got picked up to go to the vents to be checked over and to get flea medication and bath...I went to Wal-Mart and bought a shit load of summer clothes for Brianna.
I get a phone call to pick Faith up at the Vets at 7pm when they close, stating that she was put under to
check* if she is ficed already or not, and if not they would fix her. Aparently they put her through surgery when it wasn't needed, since she was fixed a long time ago. And that she was having a hard time recovering from the ordeal.
check* - They didn't need to cut her open to see if she was fixed or not. They COULD have taken a blood test to check her lvl's of hormones that would give a clear sign as to if she still had her reproductive organs or not.
when I heard this i was so pissed off. First off, Faith is extremely under weight, Very OLD, ...She has problems w/ her hips and legs do to althritis...so bad she can't bend her back legs straight. Therefore they have put her through all this pain for nothing, as if she didn't have enough on her plate as it was.
How did they expect her to live through surgery??? I'm so pissed right now, because you think you could trust a VET to look after your DOG and the best interests of the dog...they just went straght to putting her on the table n cutting her open..UGHHHHHHH!!
Then to make matters worse as i'm watching this dog...and so you can get a picture of what she looks like i'm fill you in ( Back legs colapsing under her, Too weak to walk, too weak to stand, too weak to sit, too weak to lay down, wont eat, wont drink, whining in pain evey second, only reason she was laying down after an hour of trying to stand on her feet was because she tripped over her crossing back legs and fell and couldn't get the energy to get back up. Then whining more because she's laying on the part that was cut open. OH BTW this dog was given NO PAIN KILLERS! )
So back to my story... I'm watching this dog going through this not a foot away from me...and i get a call from TYtus adoptive parents. /sigh I pick up the phone, and this man is striaght to yelling at me that Tytus did $1000.00 damage to their house when they left him alone for 30 minutes today, they don't want him, they are bringing him back NOW!
Of course i can't take Tytus back because of the condition of the dog i have now...he said that's not his problem, and that he doesn't give a shit about this dog (Faith) cause Tytus can not stay w/ them a day longer. I argued w/ this man trying to stay calm while he yells at me llike an idiot...and i couldn't take it anymore when he started saying "i'm going to your house first thing in the morning and dropping this dog off weither you like it or not Sandra, THIS DOG WILL NOT STAY W/ ME, DO YOU HEAR ME? YOU ARE GETTING THE DOG TOMORROW MORNING...DO WHATEVER YOU WANT W/ THE DOG YOU HAVE NOW..PUT HER IN A ROOM OR WHATEVER, BUT YOU ARE TAKING THIS FUCKING DOG BACK!"
I tried talking to him to say to plz call Lilly (the vis pres of mississauga humane society) and gave him the number and told him to ask her what to do in this situation because i do not know what to do...he starts saying, he's not wasting his time in calling anybody, he's dropping the dog off. This whole time i'm watching Faith battle for her life and was already in tears before he calls, but now i broke down and kev saw me drop the phone on the floor an dpick it up and started to talk to the guy at first, which quickly turned to yelling...the man eventualy hung up on kevin.
Faith is laying next to me on her big fluffy blanket w/ the "cone" on her head so she can't bite her stitches out, and Tytus is in some cage in mississauga because they have no where to put him. So Lily is getting someone to take Faith, and i'm getting Tytus back.
/sigh, not a good night, not a good day ...