Was a super fast visit but the price left a bad taste in my mouth…read more Really wish they would match prices on products.

over the last 15 years and 3 generations of beloved dogs my reviews were all 5 star ravings, NO…read moreLONGER true. Today was a terrible experience. More worried about collecting $80 Here's the full story of Reese's end of life today. For a year I've been concerned about her pain and didn't want her suffering. Her Veterinarian was certain it was arthritis and could be managed. 6 months + of monthly injections and adding 2 more pain killers over that time nothing seemed to improve. Today was her arthritis injection appointment and having physically carried her in and outdoors the last 2 days to potty I called ahead and notified them it was time to end her suffering. A different Veterinarian in the practice saw her this morning and decided it her legs were "very bad and most likely advanced cancer" and was certainly the best decision. Heres what hurts, month after month after month of $200 vet technician appointments for arthritis treatments that apparently gave her no relief. The money isn't the issue as much as her extended suffering is if the diagnoses was that off. So, im sitting on the floor, my back against the public hall door of the examination room, her head in my lap. The Doc had given her a light sedative to relieve her anxiety so they could insert an IV needle and left the room saying she'd get sleepy in anout 10 mins. So im speaking softly to her rubber her ears,saying my goodbye's. This is her last 10 mins of knowing me, a time to be at peace and say goodbyes. Suddenly the door hits me in the back, its the front desk cashier. She says to me through the crack in the door, Mr Osward its gonna be 80 dollars today can i get your credit card or check if your using one and ill ring you up? "Are you serious I responded. I'm on the floor tears running down my face, my dogs head in my lap, her last moments of consciousness on earth, my last moments to console and comfort her and they interrupt it to get paid for a service they havent even performed yet...she hasnt even been put to sleep yet. I tossed a credit card through the crack in the door telling her to charge what she wanted. So thats the last few minutes with Reeses and the memory im probably stuck with. Not the peaceful sorrowful last few minutes i wished for either of us. 16 yrs, 3 generations of dogs, this is NOT Dr. Charles Hewitts Westside Veterinary Clinic in any form now.