The Cost Of Love

Our 2016 remained bitter right up until the very end after old Hobo was attacked by another cat whose owner had irresponsibly failed to neuter their pet. After four weeks’ of unsuccessful treatment at the local vet we were referred to a veterinary ophthalmic surgeon (the eye Supervet) where he has undergone an operation and ongoing treatment with the bill currently running at £2,000; financed solely from my much-needed new car fund. Even with cutting edge technology it’s uncertain whether he will regain full sight in his eye but I know the old fella would have wanted us to try. On one of my many visits to the surgery I sat listening to the receptionist answering calls from other pet owners in the same situation as myself and at £120 initial consultation fee many deliberated on whether to proceed with treatment once they were advised of the cost.

For many the charges are way beyond what they can afford and there are very little alternatives for those having no access to the finances required. I wanted to save old Hobo’s sight so I have made my peace with driving my ropey old Renault Clio until it makes its last journey to the junk yard in the sky but at least I’ll do so knowing that I did my absolute best for him. You see we made a commitment eleven years ago when we brought him home from Woodside Animal Sanctuary that we would take care of him for the rest of his life; even if it bankrupts me! However, it troubles me that in the twenty-first century we still live in a world where the level of care and healthcare available for those we love is determined by the size of your wallet.

When we sought care homes that would accommodate my Dad, a very insensitive and inexperienced social worker told us that you “get what you pay for”. It troubles me that the most vulnerable in society have their care dictated by their family’s personal funds. Having lived in Turkey I am all too aware that there are countries with no free healthcare and the limited options for people who don’t have the funds available for treatment are heartbreaking.

The constant worry and sleepless nights when our loved ones are sick are increased tenfold when we know that we just don’t have the resources available to be able to pay for the best possible treatment or care. So tell me then do we love any less by simply not being able to pay our way or do those we cherish pay the ultimate price for that?


10 thoughts on “The Cost Of Love

  1. I’m afraid that you are correct on all accounts. I hate to make decisions for my pet’s care based on whether I have the money or not. I scrimp and save and don’t live a “high life” simply because I care about my animals more than I care about my own comfort. I drive an old truck and never eat out, etc.

    Vet care is way too expensive and more folks opt to have their pet euthanized or else dump the pet at the city pound. It more than disgusts me to know that many, many old pets are taken to the pound only to be put down.

    I know I have digressed here but the crux of the post sort of blends in here. Most folks don’t do what you or I do for out pets.

    I so hope you beautiful cat gets to keep his eye but it not he will do ok. I had a blind cat for about 15 years.

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    • He’s out visiting all the neighbours as I type this so even partially sighted he has a good life but I agree with you about pets being dumped at the pound when they get too old. I read an article the other day where a family dumped their old pet & picked up a puppy; fortunately, most of the shelters in the UK wouldn’t allow that

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      • Oh my goodness. Those crass and unfeeling bastards. The shelter needs to be “called on the carpet” about that. Now they need to make sure that the old dog gets adopted. People need to put pressure on the shelter that allowed that and stop the insanity.

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  2. First off, get better soon dear Hobo. You’re needed back at the ranch.

    We’ve researched insurance plans for pets and have come to the conclusion you’re best putting the premiums into a pot under the bed. Nothing ever seems to be covered and the claim deductions are heavy.

    The lottery of care for the elderly is a travesty.

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    • I feel the same way about pet insurance having been denied payment owing to various exclusions in the small print. He’s on the mend so that’s the main thing. I think lottery of care for many either disabled or elderly is pretty shocking and it depends where you live and whether or not your social care provider gives a damn

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  3. So glad to hear Hobo is catting around once again…very glad. As to the other…I’ve been cyber silent of late because my Mother became very ill and after 5 very intense days in critical care, has been in a rehabilitation facility for two weeks, with likely another two to go. This post is very timely and relevant for me as Mom has no private insurance, just Medicare (which we Americans pay for our entire working lives through a tax deduction in our paychecks) and the facility has “Medicare” care and “Private Insurance” care (not distinguished by them of course) which is almost immediately seen when you walk out of the handsome reception area and into a ward where private rooms that are twice the size and resemble hotel suites are across the hall and visible, to the non-private rooms that are ridiculously tiny, undressed, and the equipment, beds, etc all look ancient. I know you can relate, but I hated hated hated having to leave her there. So…I’ve become a steady fissure (yes, fissure) in the ass of the facility Administrator. I’ve made absolutely clear that my mother may be Medicare only, but the facility THRIVES on Medicare (government guaranteed payment) patients so they best be taking care of her as if she were their own. We’ve had her moved from where they first put her (a long term, residential, wing) to a more physical therapy, higher cognitive ability, wing so she can interact with others and not feel isolated. A small thing, but it’s made a difference in her attitude and she’s become a PT and OT star.


    • Belated Happy New Year to you my friend and what a shitty start. I can totally relate to this and it’s something I feel very strongly about. My Dad worked all his life and had all three of his pensions (including his naval one) taken off him and then some for a room the size of a postage stamp. I contributed to a report carried out by the Citizens Advice about our social care system in England which was published in the Telegraph newspaper and it basically said that you had more protection booking a package holiday than you do in booking a care home for your loved ones. You know where I am if you need me x

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  4. Sorry to learn of your/Hobo’s cat health probs. In South Africa there are Medical Aid societies for pets – owner pays a monthly premium, but beyond that I know very little. Hope he gets well soon.


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