Evil Vet Clinic, or the Spay that Wasn't....

Crazy shit, remember that folks. Crazy shit happens to me all the time. I took Crash as scheduled to the vet to be fixed. I hated leaving her blah, blah, blah. The whole thing scared me blah, blah, blah. Well, by noon I could stand it no longer. I had to call the vet to check on her. I was told by the tech (after about 5 minutes on hold) that she hadn't been taken in yet and to call back in 2 hours. So I did. At 2 on the dot I called back. Again, after 5 minutes on hold I was told that she still hadn't been taken in. Still. The tech then told me that they had given her a little food to tide her over. Okay, now I am pissed. The dog shouldn't have been eating food right before surgery. WTF? They assured me they would get to her soon and that there had been an emergency with a German Shepard and they were short a surgeon...um, okay. I figure they know best, right? Well, my puppy was a total disaster when I left her. She isn't good with other dogs...as a matter of fact she hates them. Not dislikes them HATES them. Wants to kill them. And she is nervous. She is a total Chihuahua. So, around 3:30 the vet calls me. He says that just as they were getting ready to put her under, she got diarrhea. Um, well, it's 3:30, she hasn't eaten since 8 last night. She is scared though obviously not scared shitless. Oh, and let's not forget the "we gave her a little food" part. He told me he wanted to put her on some medicine. I said no thank you. Asshole. Oh, and later that same night, she had a NORMAL bowel movement. Um, how how I say "thief" in dog? Asshole. Needless to say she will NOT be going back to that clinic ever!!! Oh, and, of course, the dog is still not spayed. I certainly wouldn't let them do it. Geez.