Luckily, my babies are pretty healthy, but when I've had to take them in, it's been more expensive than when I lived in the "big city" and took them to a well known, "rich county" vet clinic. But suddenly, my little vet clinic in this rural town went from basically a store front to a beautiful, well-appointed clinic in very little time. And a new feature was added... first one I noticed, anyway... you'd be billed if you missed or were late for an appointment (just like in your own doctor's office). Had never seen that before in a vet clinic. The hard time in getting an appointment that wasn't a week or two away is one of the reasons I think I lost my beloved cat to a diabetic crisis (although I'd had him in for a checkup earlier that month and nothing pointing towards diabetes was found). I can't tell you how much losing him has torn me up. It was a year ago this past Ides of March, and I still break down in the night when he's not curled in my arms asleep like he always was. And I blame myself for not catching something earlier, where when I think about it long and hard, I can now see so many things that just weren't "normal" and usual at the clinic. I truly believe I'll take this heartache to my grave, always wondering if I could have done something different. And I miss him so very, very much. I pray there IS a Rainbow Bridge. I don't want any pearly gates, I only want my lost babies back again.
Meanwhile, I'm looking for a new vet but the days of the old country vet are long gone, it seems... gone the way of the family doctor who'd do house calls.