10/05/2024
Bluegrass Animal Care killed Felicia yesterday. I wish I had come on here and given everyone an update that Felicia was home and doing well yesterday. But that's not what happened.
I went to pick her up at 4:30 expecting to bring her home, happy, healthy, alive. Instead when I arrived i was left waiting in the waiting room for 15 min before they came out and told me Felicia was showing signs of distress and they were doing xrays to make sure nothing was wrong. They took me back to be with her and tortured her trying to draw blood then put me in the car with her to take her to a vet an hour away in louisville, during rush hour. As soon as I left I called Dave Stahlin while I was driving. I fast became hysterical on the phone. Shortly on the road Felicia's breathing went from panting, loud and labored turned to quiet, long in between gasps. Then nothing. This is where I was doing 90 during rush hour on the gene Snyder. Why in gods name isn't there an emergency service for pets? Why isn't there lights and sirens and emergency cpr in transit for them?! Once to the er vet they asked if we wanted heroic measures. Absolutely we did. I don't know how long they did them. I don't know how long we were even there. At the point we arrived there I was so hysterical David handled everything. I drove home on autopilot and David broke it to the girls while I hugged her leash and collar and cried more. At this point i had been crying for hours. How did I even have any tears left. Hell I'm still crying while typing this.
When we lost Florence Knightingale 7 yrs ago to this month, we knew it was coming. She had an autoimmune we struggled with the vet to figure out what it was and she declined gradually over 6 months when her quality of life wasn't good anymore and came to the decision with the vet to put her down so she wouldn't suffer anymore.
But this, this is trauma. I went to the vet expecting to bring Felicia home. I took her to the vet for a routine spay and I had even gotten a call hours earlier saying she was doing great. Then to have to drive her alone to another vet and watching her decline in the rear view mirror unable to do anything except fight against traffic and as***le drivers.
Why did this happen?! What went wrong. I knew when I got there I was going to get one of the biggest goofy smiles of hers when she saw me. Just like she gave me before we went into the vets when we got there in the morning. As she was trying to appease me and asking not to go into this place that wreaked of fearful dogs and death.
We will be getting answers though. An autopsy is being performed and we will receive her ashes and a pawprint once it's all done.