My loaded our 85lb Black Lab in our Jeep and headed reluctantly to Kempsville Vet Hospital, we were taking a family member we love to die with a measure of dignity. He was worn out and tired, he stil... Read More
My loaded our 85lb Black Lab in our Jeep and headed reluctantly to Kempsville Vet Hospital, we were taking a family member we love to die with a measure of dignity. He was worn out and tired, he still had spirit and we have 15 years of memories. We moved to have elevators because he wanted to be with people so much he would try and climb stairs and fall. The cooler temps this year gifted us 4 months we did not expect. Our boy could not handle heat and humidity well and we knew this would be our last Spring with him. KVH was a place my family had taken animals since I was 15, now I am 47. After the experience described below it is painfully obvious the principles the practice was founded on have eroded to memories and hollow words, only the location remains the same, the soul is gone. When we arrived, my wife realized she was so emotionally distracted she had forgotten the check she had already written in her purse at home. Before we even took our our dog into the building, she went in to ask if we needed to reschedule or if they would let us call in a payment method when we returned home. She was assured it was no problem, so we guided our Black Lab into a surprisingly cold exam room without any preparation, no offer of a blanket or towel, in retrospect we should have left and never looked back, but we didn't, big mistake! Our boy should not have been treated with such indifference at the end of his life.The same staff member my wife had spoken with initially came into the room with a promissory note and asked for a signature, of course we signed it, thanked her and they took our Labrador into a procedure room to place the catheter and returned in minutes. We were racked with emotion and saying our goodbyes, recalling good memories, when the same staff member popped in again, her words were shockingly apathetic, she said the Office Manager required payment, now, which meant drive back home at 5pm to East Beach in Norfolk for payment while a member of our family waited alone on death row? "Say that again"WHAT!, why did you wait until now? We were told numerous times NOT to reschedule and signed a form that cemented it, called a contract. The Office Manager reneged on the terms we had agreed to, they were also why we made our decision to stay. This POS Office Manager did not have the decency, courage, or class even to deliver her apathetic reversal pro se, she sent an underling. We should have left, but we cant put him through this twice, we called a family member who lent their CC#. We have never failed to pay this pathetic pile of dung at the time of service, but the decision, regardless of its reason(s) had been made and it had life or death consequences. The affair poisoned the already marginal situation, I was ready to find the Manager and have a "come to Jesus" conversation with "it", because it is inhumane. My wife talked me down and we agreed not to make such a hard thing worse. I waited to write this review, until I had time to cool off and be objective, it took 6 weeks. Next the Vet came in noticed that there was nothing for the dog to lay on and immediately found a towel and tried to make up for that inconsideration. We asked some hard questions and she answered honestly about what we should expect. Our boy, I held him in my hand when he was born and 15 years, 85lbs later, held him when he died. A train of horrible loss slammed into us. After 20 minutes we barely collected ourselves enough to get out of the building. They just left him laying on the cold floor, nobody came in to respectfully remove him and show even a hint of decorum. I was angry and ripped apart like never before, we cried on and off for the next week, when a habitual thought to feed or walk the dog reminded us of the loss. We knew this was coming, our boy had a great life, loved and cared for like a member of the family he was. I thought I could contain my grief. Not a chance. We wanted him to go on his terms, with his dignity in tact and his boots on. Kempsville Vet Hospital staff was cavalier with the taking of a life which should have been respectful. Psychopaths are apathetic and indifferent to all others and obsessed by their narcissism. If the shoe fits. Now, I am ready to share with others the unprofessional and apathetic treatment we paid for and got by the staff at Kempsville Vet Clinic. In so doing, warn others so they go elsewhere, anywhere but that egregious practice. Letting a pet go is one if not the hardest decisions anyone with a heart for animals will have in life. Please don't make it worse and take the risk of suffering the toxic experience we did. Read Less