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This is for my dog… First thing I noticed years ago, and it’s a little thing but it always ate at me – there was.no artwork, pictures, pillows or décor related to animals in the facility - void of any character or warmth – so odd!!!! Anyway, the following is my opinion based on my experience…….MF Anthony: In my experience, I don't think he had the depth of knowledge, modern veterinary skills or the staff resources to have the luxury of being pragmatic. In my experience with him, he was kind at times, passive at other times and sometimes patronizing. Someone needs to get the word to that man, bright women generally don’t like being patronized. But in his defense maybe that’s not something with which he was accustomed. Sometimes he was just rude!! He rolled his eyes at me once in a very mean-spirited way when I was holding my dog before an examination. To me, behavior so low class and childlike…….. From a clinical standpoint - generally he was passive in his approach, not pragmatic. There’s a real difference…….He seemed to be hesitant to put himself at risk - risk of making a mistake, lawsuit, angering you.... I don't know what, but something held him back - he would just choose the path of least resistance and feign compassion in an effort to placate me. I left there so often feeling as if not enough had been done to help my dog. Here’s the rub, when my dog was very ill and frankly going to die, MF blew me off. I don’t mean he didn’t rush back to his facility from vacation or home, I mean he didn’t have the common decency to walk from the back part of his facility to the front part – I could have used a little of that feigned compassion then. I won’t forget that - ever. And if I need a little reminder all I have to do is replay that last phone conversation he and I had – gotta love those recorded phone lines. It was so odd. Sometimes I wonder how much money I spent there over the years – maybe around $22050.00 or so……\r
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B Cosby - I didn't see her often over the years, but the last time I worked with her, I felt as if she were a puppet for MFA. I had this impression once in particular - MFA told her what to say, send her in to the room with me, and then he stood outside the closed door and listened – like an odd childlike game. My dog was dying and I sure as hell wasn’t playing games. I just know that in all my years working in medicine I have never had to lower myself to be a puppet for anyone……\r
The Staff: For me, it was such a ""cold"" feeling when working with the front desk. A real “Stepford” sort of feeling. Maybe that’s the best they could do…….\r
Most certainly, I loved my dog, I love him still. And he really deserved a veterinarian who was an advocate for him. A veterinarian who understood and respected the degree to which I wanted to fight for my dog. Why did I take him there? I’ll have to live with that. \r
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