2/5 Luis R. 10 months ago on Google
I'm
very
dissatisfied
with
the
vet
service
there.
I
booked
an
appointment
for
Saturday
at
1:15pm
for
Tiger,
my
11-year
old
white
&
brindle
pit
mix.
Throughout
the
week,
I
kept
receiving
text
message
reminders
for
1pm,
so
I
got
there
a
bit
earlier
than
1pm
to
ensure
timeliness.
The
front
door
was
locked
and
Tiger
wasn't
doing
to
well.
She
had
a
fist-sized
mass
around
her
lower
belly
with
a
recently
opened
hole
leaking
discharge.
To
make
her
more
comfortable,
I
took
her
inside
through
the
store
entrance,
and
went
past
the
airport-style
ribbon
gate
to
have
her
sit
in
the
lobby.
It
was
getting
closer
to
1pm,
and
I
was
anxious
for
her
to
get
seen.
About
5
minutes
in
a
lady
comes
out
from
the
back
to
tell
me
they
open
at
1:15,
and
I
couldn't
wait
there.
Then
she
continued
to
point
out
that's
why
the
door
was
locked,
and
the
ribbon
gate
was
put
in
place.
Though
she
said
it
with
a
smile,
I
could
sense
her
sarcasm,
and
how
obviously
annoyed
she
was.
She
didn't
even
bother
to
look
at
my
uncomfortable
dog,
leaking
on
the
floor
from
her
mass.
She
said
I
could
wait
in
the
store,
or
go
back
to
my
car.
I
complied
without
arguing,
as
I
could
tell
she
was
in
a
bad
mood,
and
I
didn't
want
to
make
matters
worse.
We
left
to
go
outside
as
not
to
have
Tiger
discharge
all
over
the
store's
floor.
We
waited
by
the
front
of
the
store,
on
a
two-foot
wide
sliver
of
shadow;
this
was
midday,
so
the
floor
was
hot.
I
already
felt
like
a
bad
pet-owner
because
I
couldn't
make
my
dog
comfortable,
but
this
just
added
insult
to
injury.
I
also
didn't
want
her
to
walk
the
hot
asphalt
to
my
car
and
back,
so
we
just
continued
to
wait.
They
finally
let
us
in
at
around
1:13pm
signed
us
in,
and
had
us
wait
in
a
small
room
about
9ft
x
9ft.
The
room
had
a
strong
pet
odor,
which
makes
sense,
we're
at
the
vet.
However,
I
would
think
they
would
at
least
sweep
the
clumps
of
pet
hair
off
the
ground
before
putting
another
patient
there
(they
had
plenty
of
time
to.)
I
didn't
think
it
was
too
sanitary,
but
I'm
no
expert.
5-10
minutes
in,
a
gentleman
came
in
to
assess
Tiger,
and
he
finally
saw
the
massive
fist-sized
mass,
which
I
explained
had
developed
in
about
2
weeks.
After
asking
more
questions,
he
left,
and
came
back
with
the
doctor
about
8-10
minutes
later.
She
was
the
only
reason
I
gave
two
stars,
vs
one
star,
as
she
was
the
most
helpful
person
there.
Ultimately
it
came
down
to
talking
about
euthanasia,
as
she
explained
the
mass
was
a
tumor
that
could/would
spread
quickly
to
her
lungs.
I
was
heartbroken,
but
I
knew
already
this
was
the
most
probable
path,
as
Tiger's
mother
went
through
a
similar
ordeal
some
years
prior.
They
had
us
wait
in
the
room
for
15
more
minutes
just
to
get
us
an
estimate
of
how
much
the
euthanasia
would
be.
The
room
smelled
pretty
bad,
and
I
could
feel
getting
sick
to
my
stomach.
The
gentleman
came
back
in
the
room
with
a
paper
explaining
the
pricing
-
not
sure
what
would
take
so
long,
but
I
tried
not
to
judge.
I
explained
that
I
wanted
to
look
into
other
places
but
would
keep
them
under
consideration.
Then
he
told
us
to
wait
there
some
more;
I
assumed
it
was
to
get
more
information.
After
about
15
minutes
of
waiting
I
stepped
out
of
the
room
to
ask
for
an
ETA,
to
which
the
front
desk
clerk
said,
"you
guys
are
good
to
go."
Apparently,
the
gentleman
forgot
about
us.
The
room
was
right
next
to
the
front
desk,
and
had
windows,
so
we
were
visibly
waiting
there,
except
no
one
came
in
to
get
us.
Going
through
this
emotionally
difficult
time,
their
lack
of
compassion,
from
start
to
finish,
was
completely
unacceptable.
Not
only
from
a
business
standpoint,
but
just
from
a
general
sense
of
decency,
and
proper
human
interaction.
I
paid
my
$67
for
the
visit,
and
got
the
heck
out
and
there.
I
headed
over
to
the
Humane
Society
on
Armenia
Ave,
who
showed
the
compassion
I
needed.
This
was
the
first
time
I've
ever
had
to
put
a
dog
to
sleep,
and
it
was
extremely
painful
for
me.
Petco,
I
truly
wish
you
would've
been
better.
I'll
most
likely
not
shop
there
again,
as
it
will
just
bring
up
a
bad
memory.