City of Turlock Animal Control

I called early in the morning and spoke to a gentlemen. In the middle of talking he handed the phone to a female who claimed she was an officer. It was as if she grabbed the phone from his hand like a mom would to her child or something. She had the worst attitude I honestly have ever heard in my life. I don’t get it. I don’t care you are the «only one there». You can’t give me 45 seconds to speak? It is 8 am and according to the internet, you people open at 10. What else could be more important? I called to report something against the law and both insisted I get the persons address by myself although I offered I could give a very clear and easy description. Really? It’s not okay to put someone in harms way like that. That is very risky. I am not a police officer. If I am seen I can be killed for all I know by pissed off neighbors. Why should I have to explain this. She could have handled the conversation much, much better. Very impatient and rude… I am so disappointed in anything related to Turlock Police. It does not make me a happy resident nor does it make me feel S A F E.

My fiancé and I went here with high hopes of finding an older dog to take in and adopt. We ended up coming across this older German Shepherd male that has maybe a few years of life left in him but had a great attitude. We were told that the dog did have owners but owed a large lump some of money to get him back so we asked if the owners were to release the dog if we could adopt him and we got a straight NO. We were told that he will not be put up for adoption if the owners do not pick him up… this pisses me off beyond belief that they would rather euthanize an animal than let him live his last year’s in a
comfortable home with a family. The poor dog needed to be groomed badly and we would have done that and more for him… I don’t believe the animals well being here is their first priority, I think money is. If they really had the animals well being at heart they would have simply gave us the option of adopting him. The first lady I spoke to there made it seem like we could adopt him if nobody wanted him but when my fiancé spoke to the woman inside (with a terrible attitude) she just said no. No cooperation what so ever. One bad apple can ruin them all.

OMG! We gave our Papered! Pure Bred Selkirk Rex Cat named «Meg» (named after a Disney character) to a family. We live in Bay Area and they live in the Modesto area. She was suffering from allergies and we had hoped that getting her out of the area would be helpful. We chose a family that would keep her indoors. (We had payed out over $ 1500 in researching her allergies with no resolution.) The new family PROMISED if there were any issues to return her to us no questions asked. She had been our family member for 10 years. (Her brother, Hercules and friend BunnyBoy had been stolen from our yard and we didn’t want her taken too.) Well here comes the happy family, kind, and sweet… getting a free Selkirk Rex cat. wow! Sweet little girls and a happy family…(not necessarily smart, whoopsy). So over a year passes and we get a call from Turlock animal control… Hey we have your cat and it was surrendered for euthanasia. WHAT THE heck!?! I said I will come get her ASAP! They said too bad… we close in an hour and you are over 2 hours away. No Can Do. …she said «I have no problem holding the cat till Monday» =verbatim.
(It had been awhile but now that I thought it all over, yeah… those are her allergies signs and it is Spring… Hello…She also looses her hair around her eyes and they are probably runny too.) She may have worms and she is allergic to fleas. I called the pound and told them I will get her Monday… then this mean ass woman is like «NO!» I won’t have a sick cat in my facilities! I have no staffing! After I was already told by her (or some one that sounded like her) that they would be okay with her hanging out till Monday… then she went on to say «I GAVE YOU 2 CHOICES!!!» We will take her to the vet or put her down. Well now i have minutes to decide if my cat is dieing and in pain or if it is truly allergies… I must talk to the vet.
I’m also thinking that I don’t want her suffering another minute if she is in pain and dieing… so I spend one hour on the phone back and forth with Turlock Animal Control, Veterinarians… The Turlock animal control gave me the impression she was suffering… had blood in stool, throwing up, labored breathing… My husband found the number to the not so happy dumb family (name coming soon), and he was angry at my husband,…geee not so nice and sweet now. He claimed we gave him a sick cat. yeah…she has allergies like it was explained to him… he said he couldn’t afford the vet bills and blood work… so now we are thinking cancer… something like that… so we find out the vet she was taken too and call them… GUESS WHAT? She wasn’t seen since May of 2011… he was full of crap. He just didn’t want to spend $ 47 for a vet check and he didn’t even call us to give us a chance at getting her back… what a scum bag.
Now I’m thinking, maybe, all she needs is a benadrile shot and some of her medications… she is fine… miserable but she will be fine… Then some evil mean ass cop woman who spends her paid time putting cats to death calls my husband and tells him that the cat would have been put down by now if it were a stray… tells him she is in pain… and has a heart murmur (NO Heart murmur… this inexperienced Cop Death Bull «D», is hearing her rasping breathing with heart beat, which even inexperienced vets, hear when they attempt to listen to a bracio., animals heart beat (ie: pugs, bull dogs, Persians). My husband was convinced she was dieing while I’m finding out and confirming she isn’t dieing. I text him to have her taken to a vet., while he is on the phone with Cop Bull D of Death… confirming her euthanasia. I call the pound and the gal on the other end of the phone isn’t sure whats going on, so I wait and call again to tell them to take the cat to the vet for the weekend at 2:03pm guess what the phones are off and my cat is euthanized. How do people like you sleep at night? (my story may sound mixed up since I’m upset but the information is 100% true) The kitty in the picture is Meg when we had her. (I also deal with animals and will NOT Ever allow anyone in the area of Modesto to ever adopt one of my puppys or pets again. This is the second time dealing with this animal control over an animal that I adopted out. Last one was a bulldog. Thank God for Microchipping!)