The Heartbreak of Living in a Capitalist Society
I have finally stopped crying so that I can write this posting. I am still angry and sad so maybe writing about my situation will give me closure.
I adopted a cat from a local animal shelter on a Saturday. He was so sweet and docile that I fell in love with this cat immediately. I was so happy to have a living being in my home to love and care for.
I took him to the vet for a wellness exam and there were medical issues. I had purchased a wellness plan because I wanted to be a good pet owner. I had to return to the vet for a second visit the following day. They did very little to relieve his pain and informed me that an x-ray would cost $267 and there was no guarantee that the x-ray would tell them where the problem was. I had to decline because I had already spent over $100 for other charges for the first visit. I had to make the heartbreaking decision to return him to the shelter because I did not want to let him suffer anymore. He was not eating, barely drinking and was unable to use the litter box.
I surrendered him to the shelter the following Saturday. My anger comes from the idea that animals and even people die because there are no funds available for medical care.
What kind of society are we that animals and people have to die because of money. I am tired of hearing that capitalism is good for everyone. I lost my beautiful, sweet cat because the vet kept wanting more and more money. I am now in debt for over $300 and my cat suffered to the end.
Shame on capitalism!