With previous pets that I took to a nearby clinic, I was stunned when the vet came in with syringes and vials, ready to vaccinate before we even discussed why I was there. He was thinking $$$$$ that he could add to whatever we were there for. My pet wasn't even due for vacs. Sheesh! That was scary.
When I got my first Newf, Hugo, as a pup, I took him for his first check-up to that clinic. It was a pretty routine visit, so no point in going far. I used to like this particular guy, but when he told me I should start alpha-rolling my little puppy right away, I took issue. Years later, I finally had the guts to tell him that I didn't take his advice, that my sweet Newf had earned his first obedience title without blinking an eye, by means of positive reinforcement training, not bullying; and that we were enthusiastically training for water rescue, participated in all sorts of events, etc, etc. The vet seemed shocked. And silent.
Once, I took Piper to the same clinic because I was convinced she had a UTI, wanted to get her started on meds ASAP, and again, I thought this was simple enough to go to the closest clinic. This vet, another seasoned practitioner, said, "I'll bet she is chock full of stones" and whisked her out of the waiting room for x-rays before I could barely respond. I hollered after him, "I'm pretty sure it's just a UTI. But just to let you know, she's been cleared by DNA for Cystinuria". He gave me a brief, strange look and down the hall they went.
He came back shortly, without her, and asked "Cysta what?" "Cystinuria", I said. "Spell it", he gruffly demanded. I did and he rolled the syllables around in his mouth like he was tasting them. He obviously had never heard of it before. "C..Y..S..T...Cystin...ur..ia. Cystin...uria." Then he abruptly left the room again. Moments later, he walked past the room and asked, "By DNA, huh?" "Yes", I replied. I'm 100% sure he ran off to look it up in his medical dictionary.
When he finally reappeared with my dog, he said, "Well, she doesn't have stones", in a flat voice. I could tell he was disappointed. By now, I was pissed and snidely remarked, "Well, I didn't think she did!" Oh boy, that didn't make him very happy. LOL It would have made him less happy if I'd done what I really wanted to do. Use your imagination.
Later this same vet wrote and published a book decrying positive reinforcement trainers and their methods. He advocated smacking the dog, yelling at it, and yanking it around. Seriously!!! I read it. Don't think it's on the best seller list, though. I guess you know, I never went back there again.
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It pays to find the right vet, not necessarily the most convenient one. And one who respects the client first and thinks about the income later.
Edited to add: After I quit going to that clinic, they started selling designer puppies in the pet store next door that they also own.