Twelve years ago, I adopted my baby Olive from the Atlanta Humane Society. She was my love, my companion, and my peace of mind. Last November—just one month shy of her 12th birthday—I lost her to diabetes. My family and I continue to mourn her loss, feel the emptiness she left behind, and cherish her memories. Grief is a process, and we are still in it. I’m writing now to share our experience and seek advice on a related and troubling matter. In 2022–2023, Olive was diagnosed with bladder stones that caused recurring UTIs. She was initially treated with amoxicillin, but ultimately required surgery to remove the stones. After that, she recovered well and returned to her normal self. In early 2025, we began noticing similar symptoms again. This time, we took Olive to a different veterinarian closer to our home, not the one who treated her previously. The vet performed X-rays, mentioned pre-existing conditions, and once again prescribed amoxicillin. We trusted his judgment and hoped it would help—and at the time, it appeared to. However, by November, Olive’s condition declined rapidly. Her hind legs began to weaken and sink, she became lethargic, and climbing stairs became difficult. Over just a few days, her condition worsened significantly. We tried repeatedly to get her seen sooner, but the vet was unable to give us an urgent appointment. As her condition became critical, we rushed her to an emergency hospital. At the hospital, a veterinarian checked Olive’s blood sugar using a handheld device. Within minutes, we were told her glucose levels were over 900. She was immediately admitted, placed on IVs, and treated aggressively. While they were able to bring her levels down to around 350, the damage had already been done. Her organs could not recover. After four days in the hospital, my precious baby took her last breath. My question—and concern—is this: six months earlier, when we brought Olive to the vet with recurring symptoms, a simple blood glucose test could have been performed, just as it was in the emergency hospital. Additional testing could have been ordered. Early detection and intervention may have prevented this outcome or at least given Olive a fighting chance. I lost my baby due to what I believe was a failure to properly assess and investigate her condition. I’m not writing out of anger alone, but out of responsibility. I don’t want other pet parents to experience the heartbreak we’ve been through. I’m seeking advice on how to proceed—how to hold this veterinarian accountable, and how to ensure this doesn’t happen to another family. Thank you for reading and for any guidance you can offer.

Years ago my son volunteered at your shelter and while he was there, he sent a photo of little Chihuahua named taco. He stole our hearts and we loved him so very much when we returned to visit Shadow was outside. We took her home as well loving them both for many years. Sadly to say they are no longer with us with a heavy heart I will return and not that we will ever replace them. We would love to share our home again ??