Pet Care Is A Damn Joke


I. Am. Livid. 

When we first adopted our kitty a few months ago, I knew there would be a period of adjustment as we all got used to the new addition to the family. 

I specifically asked if there were any health issues or sensitivities I should know about. The adoption place gave him a big shiny thumbs up and sent us home with our new kitty. 

I noticed blood in his stool the first week and became concerned so I called the vet to talk about it just in case something was wrong. They didn’t feel the need to see him and just explained that it was probably due to all the changes. 

But, after two weeks, he was still pooping blood so I called a vet again. I was brushed off AGAIN by being told that “it should go away in time.” Well, it didn’t. This poor cat has always shit blood and no one has taken me seriously. 

Fast-forward to month three. Yes, this cat still shits blood intermittently. And then, last Monday, this poor cat started puking three times a day so I called the vet immediately. He did a physical exam by pushing on the cats stomach and told me there was no blockage. The vet then explained that the cat probably got into something at our house (like a plant or some people food). He charged us a ridiculous amount for four cans of bland soft cat food, gave my kitty an anti-nausea needle, and sent us home. THAT’S IT. 

Ok, first of all, I’m home with my cat almost 24 hours a damn day and there’s NO FUCKING WAY he got into something that I don’t know about. I have plants in my house but they are all behind a locked door to my office which no one else is allowed in to. This cat doesn’t leave my side unless it’s to go to his litter box. And half the time he wants me to follow him downstairs while he takes a piss (no, I don’t do that). Secondly, why didn’t this vet take any blood samples to see if my kitty has parasites or some internal infection?? Why did he assume it could be found by rubbing the cats belly?? Can he literally FEEL the parasites that could possibly be eating my cat alive?? Can he feel the bacteria or infection that’s potentially growing inside my cat?? Third, how dare he inject my cat with something I didn’t approve of and then have the nerve to send us home as though we were wasting his time! The fucking nerve of some people just rips me a new asshole. 

A week later, MY CAT IS STILL PUKING. And no one will see us to do more tests or help us figure out what’s wrong. Everyone says they’re booked up and can’t even squeeze us into the schedule. I have one more number to call tomorrow morning and then I’m out of options. 

I know it’s only been three months since we got him but I know my cat. And I know he’s on his deathbed right now. My kid is heartbroken because this poor kitty is suffering and no one will help us. And I can’t believe the amount of people who have brushed off our concerns and sent us out the door. Or they wouldn’t even let us in the door to begin with! 

If you think healthcare in Canada is a joke, try adopting a pet. Pet healthcare is even worse! 

Basically, we are just trying to relieve our kitty’s pain right now and make him feel loved and comforted until we can find a veterinarian who will take us seriously and do some blood work on our cat to find out what’s going on inside of him. This poor baby can barely keep his eyes open and, when he does, he’s barfing. 

I’m a mess of tears and I’ve already had to warn my son that if kitty gets any sicker that he might not be with us too much longer. DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT WAS TO TELL A NINE YEAR OLD HIS CAT IS DYING?!?! 

All I need is one vet clinic who can help us. That’s all it would take to relive a family of its pain and give us hope. 


2017 Seems…Fun?


We are back to the grind! 

Life as we know it is back on track…sort of. The kid has hockey tonight and then I have to work. School starts again tomorrow and my schedules and routines will be reinstated. Thank goodness! 

Well, except for one minor detail. The cat is now sick.

Yes, the kitty we adopted right after Christmas is now not feeling well and we have to constantly monitor him because he’s got an upset tummy. (I’m a mom – it’s no longer a stomach, it’s forever a tummy.) 

I woke up this morning to some crude sounds in my ensuite bathroom (which is where I’ve been keeping a second litter box overnight). I peeked around the corner to find that this poor, sweet boy has diarrhea. The worst part is that there was a small bit of blood in his stool as well. And now I’m on a quest to find out the cause and solution to this problem. 

I noticed he was a bit bloated last night and was gassy. Yes, a cat that farts. But I just assumed he had eaten too much and needed to digest. This morning told me a different story. 

So, like anyone else would, I took to Google to find some answers. It said it could be anything from indigestion to parasites to cancer. He’s not even 7 months old so I ruled out cancer. He’s an indoor cat and has never been outside so I ruled out parasites. Through the process of elimination (I’m not sorry about this pun because it’s hilarious!) I’ve decided it’s probably indigestion. So now I’m trying to figure out the cause. 

It’s been a whirlwind week for all of us in this house. The holidays are a special kinda of hell for everyone. We eat shit we shouldn’t eat and we pay for it later. Then we deal with people we don’t want to deal with. We are all under a lot of stress. 

And then we brought home this sweet kitty who climbed the walls with happiness in the first couple days. Throw in another potential adoption (we didn’t keep that kitty, but he stayed with us for a couple days and caused everyone a lot of stress) and this baby kitty was a little on edge for a couple days until he realized the other cat was gone. 

I was sure I bought the exact same food as the SPCA was giving him, but maybe I didn’t. I can’t be 100% sure because I never saw the bag of food at the SPCA. But I did try to give him a small amount of soft cat food to try. Maybe that’s what did it. 

My point is that it’s been a crazy week for everyone at this house, including this darling little feline. And now I’m wondering if his upset tummy could have been caused from stress. 

Regardless, I’ll be calling the SPCA when it opens today to talk to the people who work there. Hopefully they will have some definitive answers for me about why Clove isn’t feeling well and how I can fix it. 

He’s such a good kitty and he’s fit in well in our house. I won’t send him back to the SPCA. He’s all mine now. But I really want him to feel better so he’s happy here, like he was in the beginning.  

Any suggestions or comments will be appreciated.