The Hidden Dangers of Modern Veterinary Care — Lessons From Freya

Analysis of the Freya Situation

First, I want to apologize to the many veterinarians who truly love animals, constantly improve their knowledge, and take responsibility for the lives entrusted to them. I know such people exist, and this post is not about them.

This post is about one veterinarian in Massachusetts whose incompetence and greed cost Freya her life. And if there is one such person, there may be others — so this story is meant as a warning.

After reviewing everything that happened with Freya, I want to share a few lessons that may help others.

1) Decisions made in fear are almost always the wrong ones.

I believe fear is like a program installed in people’s minds: when panic rises, common sense shuts down. The only antidote is awareness. If you feel fear, pause. Breathe. Make it a rule: never make decisions while afraid. Choices born of fear are almost always the worst ones.

Fear drove her to the clinic Andrea with Freya. And that fear cost Freya her life.

2) Some veterinarians don’t see their mission as protecting the health of your pets.

They see it as protecting their income and providing for their families. Pet owners are a resource — that is all.

3) Owners must take responsibility for their animals’ health themselves.

At the very least, every home should have a basic medical kit for pets.

4) The system itself encourages irresponsibility.

Veterinary education focuses mostly on farm animals. Cats and dogs receive very little study. Real professionalism requires extra training — but many vets don’t bother, because they already have endless clients, high fees, and almost no accountability.

In other countries, owners can freely buy antibiotics, eye drops, and other medicines in pharmacies. That forces vets to compete, keep learning, and prove their competence. But here, the system protects their earnings, not your pet. If you seriously believe that a system built on profiting from sickness truly wishes you health, you have a problem.

5) Clinics are high-risk environments.

They are full of sick and contagious animals. Even a “routine” visit can expose a healthy pet to viruses. Several people wrote about this in the comments to my previous post.

And basic hygiene? I have almost never seen a vet wash their hands before touching an animal. Maybe some do, but I always had to ask.

6) Can you raise an animal to be healthy without running to the vet all the time?

Yes, you can.

Think about physics: in experiments with particles, when no one observes them, they move in chaotic, beautiful patterns. But when there is an observer, the particles suddenly align into a clear path — exactly where the observer expects them to be. Observation shapes reality.

The same happens with pets. Many times I hear from clients: “I have a good vet” at the very moment they pick up a perfectly healthy kitten. And what usually happens next? That kitten soon becomes a “patient.” Not because it was born sick — but because the owner’s whole mindset is focused on illness, carefully reinforced by the vet. And vets are masters at doing exactly that.

On my blog, I’ve written many posts about these tricks.

Ask yourself: why are you buying a kitten? For joy, right? Then live with joy! Don’t run from one appointment to another. Be happy.

So here is the truth: what you hold in your mind becomes your reality. Focus on health, and health will follow. Focus on sickness, and you will get sickness.

Conclusion: A Reminder of What Happened to Freya

Andrea, Freya’s owner, saw that her cat was vomiting. The cause was a simple hairball — common for nursing queens who lick their kittens. A spasmolytic or hairball paste would have been enough.

But Andrea feared dehydration. Fear drove her to the clinic — and that fear cost Freya her life.

The vet began with unnecessary tests, then invented a story: that a dead kitten had remained inside the uterus. Anyone with real knowledge knows this is impossible. But Andrea, frightened and pressured, trusted him.

He cut her open, found the uterus clean, and instead of admitting his mistake, kept probing until he tore the intestine. That was the true cause of death.

Then came the most cynical part: they admitted to tearing the intestine, but demanded another $10,000 to “try” to stitch it — without any guarantee. And when Andrea, broken with grief, hesitated, they pushed her to sign euthanasia papers, trying to shift the burden onto her shoulders and make it seem like ending Freya’s life was her choice.

This is not medicine. This is butchery and extortion. And the system allows it, because in America pets are treated not as souls, but as property.

Andrea’s family now wants to take this vet to court — not only in Freya’s memory, but to protect other animals from the same fate. Whether they will succeed in stripping him of his license, no one knows. But they are determined to try.

On the advice of a client, Andrea is preparing to open a fund to gather support, because such a fight requires real resources. I stand behind her — with my voice, my intent, and my own contribution.

It may not fix the entire broken system. But if even one of these abusers is stopped, if even one clinic door is closed to such hands, then Freya’s death will not have been in vain.

Freya deserves both memory — and action.

P.S. Once again: this post is not aimed at the many responsible, compassionate veterinarians who dedicate their lives to animals. It is about one veterinarian, in one clinic, whose negligence killed a cat. If such a person exists, others may too. And we must remain aware.