Horrible Vet - 19th Aug 2016 10:48am
My wifes dad died about 4 weeks ago but before he died had befriended the feral kittens in his back garden. Only one survived so my wife has brought it home. She booked an appointment saying it was a feral kitten and took it to a vet on Bidston Moss and stumped up the £28 consultation fee. Vet questioned her did she really want to keep it and wouldn't even pick the kitten up to tell my wife if it was a boy or girl. The poor thing is very timid and makes a feeble attempt to hiss when approached. The vet said he wanted to be in the business till he was 60 and wasn't going to get scratched. Totally uncaring and wouldn't give eye drops till my wife asked to buy some. In contrast our local vet gently picked it up with gloves on, deflead it, did a couple of other things. Last couple of days a bit of progress as it lets itself be lifted and stroked. Fortunately have a cat mad sister who advised to start stroking it with a long feather to start with. Still spends most of the day hiding on a blanket in corner of room. Its used the litter tray a couple of times but also used the carpet. (things my wife does to get a new floor).Will put up some piccies of the poor mite