I started at the Cat Hospital the second year it opened. I lived with Tinkie wink at the time. She was a Tortie Siamese. Very loving and very loyal to me, everyone else (even family members) a holy terror. Her former vet was terrified of her and avoided taking care of little Wink as much as possible. I was dissatisfied with the care she was given so I switched her to the Cat Hospital.
Dr.O'Connor took all of my concerns about her very seriously, and examined her. Tink always tried to rip off her hand, but Dr O'Connor prevailed. She always got examed and medication if she needed it.
Tink passed away and along came Murray .
I adopted Murray and his true love Ethan from an adoption agency. I was assured that Murray was the picture of health. I even got a certificate from a vet stating so. The next day I took both of them to see Dr. O'Connor. Ethan just had to have a tooth removed. Otherwise she was O.K. Well, Mur was another matter. My jaw had fallen to the ground when she was finished. Mur was a sick little guy.
Through her care of Mur, I started quite a medical learning journey. Mur had been living with me 4 years. He had become a regular patient. He would have to be taken to see her at least once a month for various reasons. One evening, Mur couldn't walk and was leaking urine. The next day, I was recommended to go to the Oakville Emergency hospital. I took him there. Mur had 2 herinated discs and a bad heart. He lost the ability to urinate on his own. (nobody knew why. I think he loved the attention ) This is when the fun began. It was a riot.
Mur had no fear of Dr O'Connor. He'd walk right into her clinic from the parking lot to get expressed. He'd walk to the back room. She'd picked him up put him on the table and began to express him. Now, if she was too slow doing this he'd give her a genlte kick to hurry her up or he'd actually sign. We had many laughs when he did this. Once done, she'd put him on the ground and back to the car we'd walk.
Everyday, we were there. She'd always check his heart. If he needed to be rushed to the Emergency hospital because he was having a stroke, she would say go now and fast. Mur's life was saved twice by her saying it this way.
Mur lived 3 more years under her care. Mur died of a massive heart attact during the night.
No matter, the type personality and temperment my cats have, she treats each one the same. They all get an excellent examation and my concerns are always taken seriously.
Dorinda Stainton