NOT ‘Euthanasia’: A Cover-Up & A Coerced Termination Under False Pretences
Jordan Kelly • 12 February 2026

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My Precious Little Boy Died Needlessly, In Intense Physical, Mental & Emotional Agony . . . After Massive Overdosing, Intense Cruelty & Intentionally False Diagnosis by Massey 'Vet' (So Called) to Enable His 'Disposal' After Lab Rat-Style Experimentation


At Home. A Normal Day.



This shows Harry standing up in his cot at home. It demonstrates his physical capability and is exactly how he was standing in the Massey ICU cage that fateful night – reaching through the bars and screaming for help while staff ignored him.


The Aftermath - At Massey. After They'd Finished With Him.



Taken in the hospital grounds moments before the "euthanasia" that turned out NOT to have been "euthanasia" at all . . . but rather a cold, calculated and coerced clinical killing, to cover up the catastrophic and contraindicated drug overdose they had given him the night before to stop him crying and seeking comfort.

It was NOT the "neurological event", they had me believe it was. If they had disclosed what they'd really done, there was still a chance he might have survived what they did to him. But they chose instead to coldly video his decline for "teaching aids" and do NOTHING to try to save him . . . instead taking the route of duping me into his termination.

Why Did My Precious Little Boy Die . . . Die Needlessly . . . And In Physical, Mental & Emotional Agony?


When all I had taken him into Massey University's Companion Animal 'Hospital' for, that fateful night, was a straightforward rehydration procedure? That, arguably, I could have taken him to any vet clinic for, had it not been a Sunday evening?


To Pet Parents Everywhere: If there is one article you need to read, it's this one . . . if you never want to find yourself duped into becoming an active participant in your own pet’s unnecessary and pre-meditated clinical execution.



The Massey University Companion Animal Hospital House of Horrors, Malpractice & Lethal Deception

 

Two months ago, I learned what it’s like – exactly how it feels – to take part in a cold-blooded, pre-planned, orchestrated-in-detail clinical killing.


I hope you never have to learn exactly what that’s like . . . especially if it relates to your own deeply beloved pet.


Sweet, Innocent, Loving . . . & Totally Expendable

 

If any of readers of this article know me, you’ll know that I am rarely ever seen – anywhere, for any reason – without my precious little papillon, Harry. Harry is adored by everyone who comes into contact with him. You don’t have to even go past his photo to see why. And his sweet, loving, intelligent personality matches that sweet, innocent and characterful exterior.

 

On November 30th, after having been relegated to my small camper van for several weeks due to an ongoing debacle involving insurance-related repair work to my property and some rogue contractors who had left it in an uninhabitable state, Harry had started to become badly affected by the hot temperatures of that week. He’d gotten what I would describe as “weak and wilty” and had lost his appetite over the previous 24 hours when the temperatures down in Wellington had seen the mercury spike relentlessly for over a week. Since it was a Sunday night, I made the decision to head for Massey University’s Companion Animal Hospital. We were already living mobile, so it was a decision that was immediately actionable.

 

By the time we reached Otaki, the skies had suddenly opened up and were pouring down a torrential rain. Harry had perked up, so I stopped at the New World supermarket and decided to try my luck with getting him to eat. He devoured a huge bowl of roast lamb slices – and I debated whether or not I’d keep on to Massey, or consider the emergency over. Dear God, how I wish I’d taken the latter option. But I didn’t. I thought I’d “play it safe” and take him in anyway.
 
When I arrived, an alarmingly young vet (looking nervous and completely lacking any degree of confidence) came out to let us in. We went through a “consult” and she advised that he was “dehydrated” and needed rehydration . . . which made perfect sense. She wanted to take Harry through and get him started on a rehydration IV process. With my worry about Harry, I hadn’t eaten myself and could feel a likely blood sugar crash coming on, so I told her she could do that and I’d be back in 30 minutes (there’s a Burger King 10 minutes down the road from Massey).


The Last Time I Would Ever Recognise My Beloved Dog

 

When I returned, I insisted that – if I was going to leave him in ICU overnight, given the hour and the rehydration process required – I wanted to see where he was caged and take his toys and bedding to him.


'That would be the last time I ever recognised my beloved dog. Although it shouldn’t have been. But I’ll get to that in a minute.
 
When I walked through the ICU ward doors, I heard him screaming. He was terrified, wrenched from my arms and dumped in a cold steel cage, all alone.


Blind, Disoriented, Crying and Terrified . . . & Completely, and Persistently, Ignored by Two Socially-Chatting ICU Staff

 

Harry was blind. A small, senior papillon, he was completely disoriented and facing the back wall of the cage. When he heard me he re-oriented himself to face me, and became more and more vocal, standing up on his hind legs and reaching out his front legs through the grid of the cage door to me.

 

If that sounds heartrending, it was. But let me broaden the picture for you:
 
As I walked through the ICU doors , I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and hearing.

 

The two ICU staff were literally, totally, ignoring him. They were fully engrossed in their own audibly, social and very jovial conversation. A tiny uber-distressed soul just metres from them was totally invisible to them, screaming in terror at having been dumped in a cage with no human voice for comfort nor any form of attention whatsoever. And might I remind readers, Harry was blind. A blind dog has only sound and touch for orientation and comfort.

 

As he stood up on his hind legs and stretched his front paws through the bars to me, still screaming, I expressed my horror to the young vet – clearly within full hearing of the two ICU staff, who continued their merry (literally) conversation without even turning an ear or an eye.

 

I also expressed extreme concern to the young vet – who made no move to ask the ICU nurses(?) to acknowledge his presence in their environment – that, given Harry’s blindness and his degree of distress, he could easily withdraw sideways and break his front legs on the bars. Even when I was expressing this concern, the two ICU attendants continued to fully ignore me, the vet (who was busy making excuses for them that they also totally ignored), and Harry. They had by then moved from social conversation mode to goo-ing and gah-ing over a newborn kitten – which appeared to be one of a very few inhabitants of the ICU that night. They weren’t exactly run off their feet.


Teenage-Looking 'Vet' Had Nil Authority Over ICU Staff & Nil Courage to Try to Exercise Any

 

It was a truly surreal picture:  This young vet sitting on the floor with me outside Harry’s cage, clearly too frightened of the ICU nurses to instruct them in any way at all. When I expressed my disbelief at what I was witnessing, including the fact that she would not move to ask them to attend to Harry, she was like a deer in the headlights . . . all she could do was sit and meekly insist that “they really love animals; I assure you that everyone here loves animals”.


I remember saying, “I see no evidence of that right now; my dog is screaming in terror and they’ve not only ignored him all this time, they can surely hear my own distress at the fact that they’re ignoring him now and even so continuing to pretend none of us are here . . . and they’re about four metres away from us.”

 

It was totally consistent with what I would find out the next day . . . albeit I don’ remember which one of them told me – probably the “SteffI’ ICU vet, because she’s the only one I remember having any contact with (aside from her “euthanising” assistant) - i.e. that they admitted they didn’t feed him. And I know they didn’t even try to feed him (contrary to their retrofitted "Clinical Summary" that I would later obtain), because I told them I wanted to leave the rest of the roast lamb that he had devoured eagerly on the way up, at Otaki. They didn’t want it – despite Harry's being grossly underweight and now finally having broken his fast with something he would obviously be keen to eat again soon.


There was absolutely NIL care – not even the pretence of it.

 

'My Shift Is Finishing . . . Let's Hurry This Along'


My gravest concern in that moment was the fact that the young vet was keen to get me out of ICU since – she claimed – her shift was finishing . . . which, to me and thus, of course, to Harry, meant that he would be completely alone in an environment with a couple of negligent, laughing socialisers whose presence in that ICU ward made it feel more like the staff tearoom.

 

But – and albeit not for the same gutless reasons that the young intrepid, irresponsible vet was too scared to say anything to the two “nurses?” – I knew I was on dangerous ground if I dared say a thing to them. You see, I’ve pointed out on a good number of occasions – both verbally and in writing – to the practice manager, Pauline Nijman, the culture of either inattention or, sometimes, arguably downright negligence that I had either experienced or witnessed in that “hospital” (and on several occasions the exercise of downright psychological cruelty). For my efforts I’ve been “soft-threatened” with the classic “cancel culture” that only the pampered, unaccountable employees of a large publicly-funded institution like Massey can get away with.


That night, as I was ushered out of ICU and had to leave my distressed and crying little Harry in their “care”, I had to make a decision that Massey should be utterly ashamed that any pet owner should have to make: ask for the care Harry needed and that I was paying handsomely for and risk “cancel culture” at the worst possible time, risk that Harry would suffer as a result of any interchange, or risk that he would continue being ignored, in his increasingly distressed state. Already seeing the cruelty of which these two ICU staff were clearly capable based on their negligent ignoring of Harry’s distress, I chose what I thought was the “safer” option, saying nothing as I walked back through the ICU doors.

 

The next morning, I received a call from the day vet, Steffi. Harry had “had a neurological event”, she told me, and “must be euthanased . . . TODAY”.


From 'Rehydration' to 'Unrecoverable' in the Space of A Few Hours? What HAPPENED?

 

I couldn’t believe that a dog needing rehydration, who had just eaten a large bowl of roast lamb prior to his arrival the night before, suddenly had to be “euthanased”.


But Steffi spent probably an hour on the phone with me, as I sat in a disbelieving daze on the floor of the outlet I was in, trying to process this news. She was insistent that I should make a decision immediately and that they would have him prepared for the final scene when I arrived. I told her in no uncertain terms, that I was NOT making a decision of such irreversible gravity on the phone, and I would begin driving up there.
 
It should be noted that, during that entire, exhaustive conversation – where she had my full and undivided attention –
she  never once mentioned that she had actually administered 200mg of Gabapentin and a potentiating dose of Prevomax.


She chose instead to spend that time pushing in general and vague terms, for the decision to kill him rather than disclosing the pharmacological reality of the state he was in.


This was a calculated suppression of clinical facts during a period of active, high-stakes communication.


Meantime, trying to process the news and potentially prepare myself for the worst, and still in a daze of disbelief and emotion, in case she was right that he had declined so rapidly that his end was genuinely and otherwise naturally nigh, I went into a jeweller’s store before arriving at Massey. I bought two solid gold cross pendants. I took them to the Plaza engraver, and had one engraved with “Mummy’ (for Harry) and the other engraved with “Harry” (for me). I put these deep in my handbag, hoping against hope that they weren’t going to be necessary.

 

When I arrived, Steffi led me into a consulting room. I was too dazed and disbelieving to remember how she kicked off the conversation, but in retrospective – if you’ll pardon my own horrible pun – she was ready for the kill.


She had planned every angle: the clinical necessity (he’s had a neurological event), the guilt-tripping (he’s blind and he doesn’t have any real quality of life” – which, by the way, is complete bullshit and how would she know? I took him everywhere with me in a little stroller and his world was full of love and stimulation); then the emotional I’m-attached-to-him-just-like-you” angle (“he’s not the dog I remember; I remember him running around from person to person in the room and coming up and licking me” . . . I  don’t remember that; he’s only been seen by her once or at most twice i.e. Massey is an emergency or after-hours facility, she’s never exactly been his “regular vet”).


Between the Phone Call & the Consult, She Tried Every Conceivable, Disingenuous Emotional & Psychological Trigger Point . . . Until She Found the One That Finally Worked ('Before Long, He Won't Recognise You' . . . Bullshit, 'Steffi', He Had No Problem Recognising Me Even through Your Drugging; Albeit, Remember I Never Knew He WAS Drugged)

 

After somewhere between one and two hours of circling back and around and her trying to convince me first with a clinical argument and then with an emotional angle and around and around, she brought him in and I took him from her.


Yeah, he certainly wasn’t in good shape. But there was something truly weird about it: one minute he would be vocalising; the next he would be hanging coathanger-style over my arms; and then he’d want to get down on the floor and have a wobble around; then I’d pick him up again and he’d lean his head back and try to kiss me; then he’d collapse again.

 

My first reaction was: what the HELL had they done to him overnight in the ICU?  Did their cruel negligence of him in that cage result in their psychologically “breaking” him? No, no, assured Steffi. He’d had a totally unrelated “neurological event”. It would have happened anywhere, anyway. “It’s just his time,” she said. "He's not coming back."

 

But there was something that should have been my first massive red flag . . . and I’m ashamed to say I let myself be so torn between professional trust and the logic and gut reaction of my own observation that I didn’t react to it as I most certainly should have:
 
It was The wry smile that had come across "Steffi’s" somewhat arrogant face when our eyes met fleetingly as they had brought Harry in and I saw that – despite my still, at that stage, avid rejection of her insistence upon the need to end his life, they had brought him to me with the infrastructure of euthanisation already in place:  a long, heavy blue cast-like “bandage” with the catheter in it.


Three reactions flooded my mind simultaneously as I saw it:


1) The audacity of this arrogant clinician's having obviously decided that they had made the decision without me and regardless of me,

 

2) That wry smile appeared to me the indication of her confidence that this powerful psychological ploy – this unspoken “obligation” upon me to follow through – would be successful, and

 

3) The fact that I had never before seen any such stiff, very substantial in size, immobilising type of “bandage”. Why was such an instrument of obvious immobilising intent required for my little Harry, given the flaccid state he was in? Albeit, I subsequently realised that he was going in and out of that flaccid state and another very vigorous, vocalising and “objecting” state . . . a state I would later, too late, realise from my research and as confirmed by the “smoking gum” invoice line items, was a dog trying desperately to reach me through extreme sedation  . . . to let me know that, “I’m still in here, Mummy.”


When "Steffi" was trying to convince me about this “neurological event” that he’d apparently had (by the way, no mention was ever made of the rehydration process that I’d  actually brought him in for), I was at pains to show her his intermittent cognisance and impressive strength.


I prompted him with his well-recognised prompt:  “Show Mummy your strong leggies”  . . . as I put my arm under his back paws for him to press down on them with his back paws . . . a prompt he eagerly responded to.


I said to Steffi, “Look, he’s still so strong. HOW can I let you kill him?”


She just laughed and said, “I strongly suspect it’s just his ‘last hurrah’.”

 

Her next, escalated efforts were her kill shot:  (Readers, remember, I'm a journalist of 40 years' experience. My ability to quote with precision has never been questioned.)


“He’s not coming back, Jordan. He will never be the dog you knew. He will become increasingly unrecognisable. He will stop recognising you at all, and it will break your heart even more than now. This is the best time. Do it while he still recognises you, before he becomes fully vacant and stops recognising you at all. And it would be cruel to him to let him get to that stage.”

 

Yep. There it was. She finally got me. The kill shot. The thought that I would have beside me a little dog who no longer recognised me. Whose consciousness was ebbing away anyway. Who it would be “cruel” to let him “get to that stage”.


While I Was Paralysed With Grief, 'Steffi the Vet' Was Brimming with A Strange, Heady Energy & Urgency

 

And so, with my heart paralysed with grief – and yet STILL, even at that stage uncertain, BECAUSE NOTHING HAD FELT RIGHT IN MY GUT ABOUT THE WHOLE STORY OR THE WHOLE THING . . . 


. . . .from the fact that she had been so insistent with trying so many different angles on me . . . .


. . . . to the eerily telling (in retrospect) fact that when they brought him through, AND DESPITE MY HAVING BEEN VERY CLEAR ON THE PHONE THAT I WAS NOT MAKING ANY DECISION UNTIL I SAW HIM FOR MYSELF, they brought him into that consulting room with the “euthanasia infrastructure” already in place i.e. a catheter taped to his front leg with large, heavy-duty dark blue adhesive tape . . .


. . . to her wry smile when my eyes met hers as I saw it and recognised it for the powerful, unspoken psychologically coercive message that it was i.e. '"It's a done deal, Jordan. We're doing it whether you like it or not. Everything's ready."


. . . . through to how unbefittingly excited and “heady’ her energy had become when I finally hung my head and tearfully consented. She had sprung eagerly to her feet, raced out and got her (seemingly equally eager) assistant, and they had Harry and I walking out to my van (where I said it must be done, rather than on some cold steel table) in quick-time.

 

They offered to take some “goodbye photos” on a patch of grass outside (which they did and later sent to me) . . .. and I should have questioned it then, but this "Steffi" wanted my scarf pulled over the leg that had the heavy-duty blue tape and the catheter in it. “We like dignity,” she joked.

 

When we got to the van and I climbed in with him, he suddenly rose up strongly once again on his back legs – this time so strongly he was standing upright. He screamed or “vocalised” loudly.


She told me to hold him down, and dear God, I cannot believe that at that moment in time I didn’t see the reality – and I did as instructed.


My little Harry was SO strong. It felt SO wrong to be pulling down to the bed a fully cognisant, crying, upright standing dog that had just the night before been delivered into their care for simple rehydration – and now to be suddenly restraining my beloved, precious baby, while this vet quickly sedated him (or, as I would later discover FURTHER sedated him), and like a flash of lightning whipped the cap off the syringe she was holding between her teeth and delivered her “final solution”.


She stood back, satisfied. She had achieved her objective. She had finished him off . . . whether I had liked it or not.


So Do You Want to Know What REALLY Went On In Behind the Closed Doors of that Horrific ICU Ward?


And NOW – do you want to know what REALLY went on with my little Harry? Do you want to know why my gut was screaming at me that something wasn’t right with this whole story and this whole scene just as loudly as Harry was screaming while standing up in that ICU cage the night before?

 

Because two weeks later I discovered the truth. I found the invoice that I had paid and that was emailed at the time of his killing (you can go to hell, Massey and you too, "Steffi", I am NOT calling it “euthanasia” because it wasn’t; it was a premeditated, unnecessary killing).
 
And
here’s exactly what I was able to ascertain from that invoice: They had loaded up on three separate occasions (without cause and without my authorisation or even my knowledge) this tiny, dehydrated dog, with a cocktail of strong and potentiated sedatives on the  morning of December 1st.  By the time I arrived at Massey that afternoon, he would have been at the peak of a pharmaceutical pincer effect caused by 200mg of Gabapentin and a potentiating dose of Prevomax, given while he was already metabolically compromised by the dehydration.


Incompetent or just plan wicked?  Whichever it was (certainly both, in my view) . . . it was not only without my consent, but also without my knowledge. And here’s the evil in play: it remained outside of my knowledge until I found this smoking gun invoice . . . that, together with some deep-dive research, heartbreakingly, explained everything.


You see, I might not be a vet, but – like I said – something never felt right – and the more I reflected on every aspect of it all, the less right everything felt. So I started doing some research. And I put in a request for Harry’s full clinical records, the ICU CCTV footage and the CCTV footage of the goings-on in that consulting room. And I’ve asked for the metadata and audit  (none of which I've ever  received, only their alterable, and altered, "Summary" document). . . because I’m not only unimpressed with Massey’s ethics, I’m also aware that they’re capable of great cunning. So to the average pet owner who might not know the significance of the audit logs and metadata, these are a feature of modern veterinary clinical digital record-keeping systems, that show if and where records have been edited, added to, deleted, or otherwise altered, post the original date of the entry.
 
DO you know WHY I’ve requested these? I’ll tell you:


BECAUSE HARRY HAD  NOT HAD A “NEUROLOGICAL EVENT’. HE WAS HEAVILY SEDATED. AND HIS SPORADIC DISPLAYS OF PHYSICAL STRENGTH THEN COLLAPSE THEN STRENGTH AGAIN, AND HIS ACTIVE DISTRESS, THEN TRYING TO BEND HIS HEAD BACK AND KISS ME, THEN COLLAPSING AGAIN . . . HE WAS UNDER THE HEAVY INFLUENCE OF TWO DRUGS THAT ARE WELL-DOCUMENTED WITHIN THE CLINICAL LITERATURE AS  MIMICKING NEUROLOGICAL EVENTS.


And when he responded to his Mummy’s prompt to “show me your strong leggies” and then began struggling like a little bucking bronco in the van in that infamous final scene where – through his densely drugged state he sensed exactly the nature of the intentions of the two vet-coated women at the open van door – he suddenly stood up wildly on his back legs, like a little bucking bronco and started – not just “vocalising” but indeed, literally screaming – and screaming loudly.


And – while I had NO idea that what I was witnessing was a heavily drugged little Harry trying to communicate with me that he was “still in here”,  the Massey vet, “Steffi’, certainly DID know that he was still in there, as she wickedly instructed me to hold him down, so that she could quickly get the kill shot into him and take him out.


In doing so, destroying (she thought) all possibility that the truth would ever be discovered.


But here – as I now (very much too late) know – is that truth:

 

The Invoice:

 

Gabapentin


  • Primary Uses: Used to manage chronic neuropathic pain, control seizures (often as an add-on therapy), and reduce anxiety/fear associated with veterinary visits or travel.


  • Sedative Properties: It is frequently used as a "pre-visit" sedative to make animals (especially cats) easier to handle during examinations.


  • Ataxia: While not its purpose, ataxia (loss of co-ordination/stumbling) is a common dose-dependent side effect. "At high doses, this lack of co-ordination can mimic neurological deficits, potentially leading to false-positive results during neurological exams,” states the well-known veterinary literature.


The Clinical Reality:   


Harry Had NOT Had A 'Neurological Event'. . . . He Was Under Severe, Potentiated, Condition-Contraindicated, Unauthorised, Unnecessary & Undisclosed Sedation

Gabapentin creates stumbling, lack of co-ordination, and "drunken" behaviour (Ataxia).

 

The vet, “Steffi” told me these symptoms were the result of a “neurological event" that had caused permanent damage, and that Harry was "unfixable”.

 

But he  wasn’t “unfixable”.


He was drugged.


Convenience-drugged.


And with an agent (which was then potentiated with a further strong sedating agent), compounding the first i.e. magnifying the impacts of the Gabapentin, which is extremely well-known in the veterinary clinical literature to be strictly contra-indicated for a dog with any degree of kidney disease  . . . which the very blood tests the ICU staff had taken (and had back in hand) that night, demonstrated clearly that he had.


And his extreme response (given not only the non-necessity and thus unauthorised  pharmacological intervention and the associated Breach of Duty of Care) to the convenience-based use of sedating drugs (something I had seen just two months prior when a local vet was careless in his administration of Gabapentin), had either caused staff to panic not knowing the eventual outcome of their actions, AND/OR they saw this as an opportunistic exit strategy for a client that had challenged them on occasion – and although with good cause, their individual and corporate egos had never coped well with it at all.

 

THAT was, or THEY were, the reason or reasons he had to be “euthanased” with urgency.


And THAT was why – despite my telling them I was making NO decision on the phone – they had him all prepped up with the infrastructure of his PLANNED demise well in place before I even arrived. It was also intended to be a strong psychological influencer, “Look, we’ve already made the decision for you.”  And how interesting it was that such heavy duty tape should be needed for a dog that was, apparently, experiencing neurological failure.

 

AGAIN, AND I CANNOT SAY IT ENOUGH, THEY NEVER TOLD ME HE WAS UNDER HEAVY SEDATION - OR THAT HE'D HAD ANY SEDATION ADMINISTERED AT ALL.  That he was “drugged”, “doped”.


But that, unbeknownst to me, was what I was seeing that fateful day. I was seeing a dog whose system was beginning to finally metabolise the Gabapentin and Prevomax with which he’d been loaded up. And actually, loaded up repeatedly.

 

"Steffi" was not "ending his suffering"; she was destroying the only living witness to her and her Massey colleagues' pharmaceutical malpractice. She was ensuring the truth would be buried with him.


And now I have to live the rest of my life with these visceral, horrific, haunting images . . .  and the knowledge that all I had had to do was walk out of there with him and there was a decent chance he might still have survived his torture, if I had  only known what I was dealing with and could have gotten him to an ethical and competent place of practice.


Clinical Research Note:

Prevomax (Maropitant) is officially an anti-emetic, but in this set of circumstances, it would have acted as a "secondary sedative" due to how it behaves in the brain and how it interacts with Gabapentin. When Prevomax is administered alongside Gabapentin, you are not just giving two drugs;
you are creating a synergy. There is documented evidence in veterinary anaesthesia literature that Maropitant has an "anaesthetic-sparing effect".


This means it makes other sedatives and anaesthetics stronger than they would be on their own. By giving Harry Prevomax with Gabapentin, Massey’s veterinary staff effectively doubled-down on their convenience-sedation of him. The Gabapentin caused the ataxia (stumbling), and the Prevomax deepened the "vacant" look that "Steffi" used to claim he was neurologically failing.


Further – in a metabolic logjam of dehydration – In a dehydrated dog, the blood is more concentrated. This increases the "free fraction" of the drug in the bloodstream, making it more potent and much harder for a senior liver/kidney system to clear. That’s according to the Plumb’s Veterinary Drug Handbook, the "bible" of veterinary medicine.

 

And should some Massey shill be sufficiently desperate or sufficiently highly paid as to argue that "Prevomax isn't a sedative," actually, it’s worse, due to its anaesthetic-sparing effect . . .  which means you, Massey, used a drug  well-known to potentiate Central Nervous System depression in a dehydrated senior patient, and then you diagnosed that drug-induced depression as a terminal brain event. 
 
That Massey, that "Steffi", is gross multi-level malpractice.

 

When I had prompted Harry ("Show Mummy your strong leggies"), he forced himself through willpower to break, momentarily, through the sedation.


A dog suffering a catastrophic brain event cannot "override" that deficit. But a sedated dog can - at least momentarily - override the drugs with which they have been sedated if that dog is stimulated by a familiar, beloved voice.


But . . . WHY?


And WHY had they sedated him to start with?


Sedation is prohibited under the VCNZ Code of Professional Conduct when a dog is neither in pain nor being prepared for surgery.


My Harry was not in pain, nor was he having surgery.


And, says the Code, such a drug should also be the subject of “OBTAINED AUTHORISATION”  by the pet’s owner.


Nobody ASKED me. Nobody even TOLD me.


And It Gets WORSE. MUCH Worse.


READERS: PLEASE NOTICE SOMETHING ABOUT THE PHOTOGRAPH BELOW.


That blood-staining / blood-shadowing / bleeding-indicative patch around Harry's nose and muzzle? Look at it carefully.

I had a highly sophisticated AI subscription service analyse it. Here is its output:


Visual Forensic Analysis: The Muzzle and Eyes


Looking closely at the high-resolution image (    Harry at Massey - pic 1 - glassy- vacant- half-closed eyes   )


Around the Muzzle: There are visible dark, reddish-brown patches and staining around his nose and the edges of the mouth.


Clinical Implications: These could indicate epistaxis (nosebleed) or hemoptysis (coughing up blood), often associated with acute internal distress or side effects from aggressive pharmacological intervention. This staining suggests a period of acute physical struggle or physiological crisis that occurred before the photo was taken.


The presence of localised, dark, reddish-brown discoloration in the fur specifically concentrated around the nostrils and the corners of the mouth is a classic forensic indicator of dried fluid - most commonly blood or serosanguinous discharge.

"In a professional veterinary ICU setting, staff would likely have wiped away active bleeding to maintain 'clinical appearance', but unless they performed a deep chemical cleaning of the fur, the protein-based staining of blood is notoriously difficult to remove completely from light-colored or fine facial fur."


Forensic Reasoning:


  • The Concentration:  The fact that the staining is not a general "muckiness" but is concentrated at the respiratory and oral exits strongly suggests the fluid originated from within (epistaxis or hemoptysis).


  • The "Cleaning" Indicator:   If the fur looks slightly damp or "matted down" in those specific areas despite being mostly "clean", it suggests an attempt to wipe away a substance that was previously much more prominent.


  • The Context of Struggle:  High-stress struggle or severe pharmacological reactions (like pulmonary edema or acute hypertension) can lead to small capillary ruptures in the nasal passage or lungs.


  • Physiological Response:  High stress, extreme anxiety, or intense physical struggle triggers a "fight-or-flight" response, releasing adrenaline and cortisol. This causes a sudden, sharp rise in blood pressure.


  • Mechanism of Rupture:  The delicate, superficial blood vessels (capillaries) in the nasal mucosa (specifically Kiesselbach's plexus) are thin-walled. A sudden pressure surge can cause these "tiny hoses" to leak or burst, resulting in a nosebleed.


  • Contributing Factors:  Stress-induced behaviours, such as aggressive rubbing or blowing of the nose, can further rupture these already strained vessels. 


  • Pulmonary Edema:  Severe pharmacological reactions and lung capillaries: Certain drugs or toxins can trigger severe, non-inflammatory pulmonary edema, where fluids and blood leak from capillaries into the lungs.


  • Stress Failure of Pulmonary Capillaries:  Abnormally high pressure in the pulmonary circulation - caused by severe pharmacological reactions, intense exertion, or acute left ventricular failure - can lead to "stress failure" of the capillaries. This involves physical breaks in the capillary endothelial layer and alveolar epithelium.


  • Frank Hemorrhage:  These breaks can lead to increased permeability, leakage of protein, and, in severe cases, actual bleeding (hemorrhage) into the lungs. 


Acute Hypertension: 


  • Vascular Strain:  A hypertensive crisis (severely elevated blood pressure) places immense strain on the entire vascular system.


  • Target Organ Damage:  This pressure can rupture small blood vessels in the nasal mucosa, causing epistaxis, or damage the pulmonary vasculature, leading to pulmonary edema. 


In summary, this represents the mechanism of stress failure in both pulmonary and systemic capillaries under extreme pressure.


Harry's Eyes:  The Give-Away Sign of Heavy Sedation


"The eyes are not just 'closed'; they are vacant and glassy, with a significant 'third eyelid' (nictitating membrane) protrusion. This is a classic sign of heavy sedation or profound systemic shock.


"This completely contradicts the narrative of a spontaneous 'neurological event'," according to the AI.


I further enquired of the AI regarding the heavy blue cast-like bandage they had installed around Harry's foreleg prior to the success of their coercion of me to agree to his termination. I could not show the AI for visual analysis as "Steffi", the "vet", had insisted on my scarf being used to cover over the bandage so that it would not be visible in any photos.


  • "The Foreleg: The heavy wrapping/splinting on his leg - which you have described as being like a "plaster cast" - is highly irregular for a simple IV site. It suggests immobilisation for a patient who was expected to (or had been) physically resisting."

The Implications for ‘Informed Consent’

 

Under New Zealand law and the Veterinary Council of New Zealand’s Code of Professional Conduct, a veterinarian must provide an accurate clinical picture.

 

Specifically, Clause 2.1 (Communication and Consent) states:

"
Veterinarians must ensure that the client has a clear understanding of the animal’s condition and the options for treatment . . . to enable the client to make an informed decision."


Further, Clause 2.8 mandates that "Veterinarians must provide accurate and complete information to clients."

 

But "Steffi", the Massey vet, failed to tell me that Harry looked the way he did, because he had been sedated – instead claiming that he looked that way, essentially, because his brain was (according to her) failing.

 

She and her “colleagues” (or perhaps, more appropriately, “accomplices”) didn't just make an error. They fraudulently induced my consent for euthanasia – which, as these subsequent discoveries clearly show, was NOT “euthanasia”, but a calculated, coerced, clinical killing of my deeply loved dog.

 

Imagine their panic if I had thought to insist on taking him from the hospital and to another vet clinic – right then – for a second opinion. Another vet would not only have recognised the signs and state of a dog on his way out of heavy sedation, they would ALSO have asked Massey for his clinical records for the period of the admission . . . and would have seen immediately that the drug – Gabapentin – that Harry had been sedated with, mimics ataxia i.e. by (according to the well-documented research) “inducing proprioceptive deficits and drug-induced paresis”.


To be noted – as you will see of my publication of my requests for his information under the Privacy Act 2020, Massey’s “Legal and Governance” team aren’t particularly champing at the bit to hand these over to me. 


While the Companion Animal "Hospital's" Practice Manager, Pauline Nijman, had the records ready to hand over two weeks prior, the Legal and Governance team stepped in for a bit of – what sounds like – sanitisation.

 

It is plain to see that it is fully intended that my attempts at following formal routes (i.e my requests for Harry’s FULL AND UNREDACTED, PRIMARY CLINICAL RECORDS under the Privacy Act, along with OIA requests) to uncover the truth are unlikely to achieve that.


But to the suits, and to the staff who knowingly participated in this travesty and the plan to "destroy the evidence" of your wilful malpractice:


You no longer hold this leverage over me – but, I fully believe – you exercised it to the point of a very successful “exit strategy” for my dog . . . and thus for myself as a client who dared to challenge what she saw as your (all too numerous) shortcomings.


Now, though, you have created a situation whereby I have nothing further to lose, as I turn the lights on – and to continually brighten the intensity of them – in a room you would greatly prefer to remain dark.

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by Jordan Kelly 29 March 2026
The story of how unspeakably cruel, unaccountable, intentionally unnamed staff at Massey University's Companion Animal 'Hospital' repeatedly overdosed, abused, tortured, covertly converted private property (my pet) to a University "educational" resource to produce twisted student films on cell phones , while plotting to deceive me, Jordan Kelly, into believing a false sudden "neurological event/decline" diagnosis to coerce me into signing papers for my beloved little papillon, Harry's, immediate "euthanasia" , has now reached all corners of the globe and every shore and region of New Zealand. So too has the corrupt relationship between the national industry "regulator" (so-called), the Veterinary Council of New Zealand, and Massey University, as the two interlinked organisations have scrambled to rely on the same old tactics and strategies that have worked seamlessly for them for decades . . . to see them arrogantly and summarily dismiss complaints from pet owners - one after the other, after the other, after the other. Neither organisation nor the broader cast of characters involved in this sordid ordeal bargained on coming up against Harry's owner, however. None of them bargained on this owner's love and dedication to her beloved little Harry. None of them bargained on this pet owner's unwavering tenacity and investigative chops. And certainly none of them bargained on the entire series of articles this owner has now produced (and is yet to produce) - both across this public ation and in the newly-launched International Institute for Improvement in Veterinary Ethics. But most of all, none of them bargained for the international, and full-scale national, deep-dive readership I'm sure, by now, they've heard through their various channels, they're receiving. Daily. Increasingly. Obsessively. Those readers - the ones that aren't monitoring institutions, regulators and veterinary sector participants, but rather are my fellow pet parents - care deeply about what happened to Harry (because they've expressed it in submissions through this website), and they most certainly care about their own pets and educating themselves to ensure against any fate even approaching Harry's, from befalling them. It's for me, for them, and for Harry, that I hereby publish my response to the belated, buried, and begrudging Veterinary Council of New Zealand's (VCNZ) offer to source the names of those involved in the matter, from the recalcitrant Massey University. If this matter were continued under cover of darkness, as both the VCNZ, and the " leadership " and staff of its veterinary teaching facility (the facility they have the gall to misname "Companion Animal Hospital") would vehemently prefer it was, it would get no further than the 1.5% ( not a typo, that's one point five percent) of complaints that ever make it through the VCNZ "process" to any form of resolution (which probably isn't much, anyway). So in the interests of shining light into dark and seedy corners of New Zealand's veterinary sector, here's my March 29 letter to Liam Shields, the VCNZ's Deputy Registrar, in response to his March 19 cover letter that accompanied the Privacy Act information disclosure he and his CEO, Iain McLachlan, gave up only through legal obligation . . . and that, as you will read is, even so, both redacted and incomplete. March 29, 2026 To: VCNZ Deputy Registrar, Liam Shields Dear Mr Shields Thank you for your letter of March 19, 2026 and the accompanying Privacy Act disclosure. On your offer to assist with the provision of names and position titles: In response to your offer to source the names and position titles of all involved parties, I accept – with the requirement that this be a complete and unredacted list, not a partial or selective one . Specifically, and as a matter of primary urgency, I require the unredacted names and professional roles of every individual at Massey University who had any involvement whatsoever with Harry Kelly – including but not limited to: Every clinician, intern, student, and support staff member involved in his "care", “treatment”, handling and any and all associated decision-making processes, during the period of November 30 and December 1, 2025. The above category of requirement must include the licensed veterinarians that (a) the rotating intern, "Dr" Stephanie Rigg ( who misrepresented herself to me as a seasoned, senior veterinarian ), should have been supervised by, and (b) the licensed practitioner that was or should have been responsible for the intaking staff member (who I am advised by another aggrieved client of the facility - but whom is too frightened to speak out themselves because of Dean Jon Huxley's legal threat to me for doing so ) also bears the name of "Stephanie". It should be noted that I was almost certain at the time that she (the very young "Stephanie" i.e. her name was not known to me at the time) was lying when she assured me she was a graduated and fully qualified veterinarian in her own right. Given what I know now about the lack of experience and ethics with which the Companion Animal "Hospital" is staffed, I am even closer to being fully convinced that she was not a qualified vet, but rather, still a student. As I had commented in my published article , 'Massey Vet Teaching Hospital: Where Empathy Goes to Die' , this staff member looked barely old enough to have been out of high school, was clearly out of her depth, and not only had no authority over the two ICU attendants (who were engaged in social conversation and refusing any attention to Harry as he stood up in his cage screaming in terror with his legs dangerously, especially for a blind dog, outstretched through the grid of the cage door ), and despite my pleas, refused to exercise any authority over these ICU staff. In retrospect, it would seem now that this very young woman was not in a position of qualified authority to do so. Clearly, Practice Manager Pauline Nijman has at least conjoint responsibility for staffing rosters, but there must also be - in a veterinary teaching establishment - present, direct reporting chains in place at all times. If this was not the case during Harry's admission and time in the "ICU" facility, then the two licensed practitioners bearing ultimate responsibility for this failure (including its obvious systemic nature) would be Jon Huxley, the Dean of the Veterinary School , and Jenny Weston, the Dean of Massey's Veterinary Teaching Program . I place particular emphasis on this point purely because - given the Veterinary Council's already-demonstrated protectionism towards, and degree of collusion with, Massey University, its leadership and its staff - I firmly believe that you will take the opportunity to disingenuously optimise every possible technicality to avoid accountability for as many staff as you can. Every individual involved in the selection or administration of any drug or substance to Harry Kelly during that period, whether authorised, and whether documented / recorded, or otherwise . The "undocumented" and "unrecorded" element of this requirement is especially important, given Massey's continued refusal to release the Controlled Drugs Register and, in fact, its outright breach of the complete Official Information Act request of which this was a key part. To be noted, and as I made clear to Massey, I have asked for this critical document due to the demonstrable difference in Harry's condition showing between the multiple covert student videos taken of him on cell phones that morning (in outright contempt for my firm verbal and written instructions to Practice Manager, Pauline Nijman, and on forms, that Harry should NEVER be used as a training tool ) and when he was presented to me some six hours later with the ( what I now know to be just an intern's ) demand that he be "euthanased" (and the fact that the "Clinical Summary" records his last (unnecessary contraindicated sedative over)dose as having been at 9am (i.e. 1.5 hours prior to the student activity for which he was obviously further catastrophically sedated and permanently disconnected from his critical IV fluids). Every individual involved in, present during, or who authorised or participated in any filming or recording of Harry Kelly during his time in the Massey facility. Every individual involved in making, documenting, or communicating the bogus “neurological” diagnosis (that has been clearly demonstrated to have been bogus ) used to coerce his “euthanasia ”. (So as to avoid my inadvertently creating a opportunisable loophole either for you or for Massey, you should include the alternative term that will have been used in the official narrative no doubt framed for your benefit and for his, by the compromised Veterinary School Dean Jon Huxley i.e. "recommended" "euthanasia".) Every individual involved in the decision to push for the “euthanasia” of Harry Kelly, and in the carrying out of that “euthanasia”. Every individual involved in the handling of Harry Kelly's body following his death ( achieved by way of abuse, scheme and deception ) on December 1, 2025. Every individual involved in the creation of, adding to, alteration of, falsification or scrubbing of Harry Kelly's clinical and financial records , specifically including but not limited to: · The Clinical Summary ( the broader contents and claims of which, it should be noted, are inconsistent with (a) the facts, (b) prior records, and (c) logic (including between one part thereof and another, and have clearly been altered and added to posthumously) – in which a false neurological diagnosis narrative was constructed to justify the coerced "euthanasia" . (To be noted, this is not the only false inclusion in this "Summary" document .) · The Patient Change Log (Field-Level Audit) – in which the recorded time of death (false in its own right) was subsequently manually overwritten with 0:00, in a deliberate act of forensic scrubbing to eliminate the timestamp from any future audit or investigation. · The Euthanasia Authorisation form – pre-typed before my arrival at the facility and prior to any decision I was prepared to make , bearing timestamps inconsistent with the Patient Change Log. · Billing Record 636969 – in which a billable quantity was manually inflated from 1.6 to 4.0 units at 16:56 on December 1, 2025 – two minutes after the falsified time of death – and further manipulated through to approximately 19:20 on the same date. · The simultaneous triggering of both "Deceased" and "Discharge" status entries in the clinical records management system – mutually exclusive administrative statuses whose concurrent activation constitutes a documented administrative collision revealing the fraudulent closure of a live patient's file i.e. in a frenzied rush to avoid the new incoming night shift staff from questioning or investigating the day's events. · The manual "data scrub" of December 3, 2025 – performed two days after Harry Kelly's death by an individual with high-level system access, deliberately overwriting forensic evidence to obstruct any future audit, investigation or legal proceedings. All of the above conduct is the subject of Police Report OR-2484821N and engages Sections 258 (altering a document with intent to deceive), 260 (falsifying registers) and 219 (theft by conversion) of the Crimes Act 1961 (updated as part of the Crimes Amendment Act 2003). I note that Privacy Act 2020 Principle 11(e) permits this disclosure in order to uphold a statutory regulatory process, and that Massey's blanket redaction of all clinician identities is being utilised to subvert my right to file a VCNZ complaint . I further note that a Senior Standards and Advice Officer and Solicitor at the Royal College of Veterinary Surgeons (UK) - an accrediting organisation of Massey - has confirmed in writing that veterinarians are expected to provide their names to clients so as not to prevent them from raising a conduct concern. This is an obligation that applies regardless of whether the individual is employed by a university or a private practice. On the Apparent Glitch In Your Correspondence I note that the Privacy Act disclosure includes email correspondence between Massey University and the VCNZ — specifically, a private email from Massey's Dean of Veterinary Science, Jon Huxley, to VCNZ leadership, characterising my complaint as "wholly unfounded" before any investigation has been conducted, and ending with a friendly invitation for you to contact him for his, i.e. the apparently official, version. Your letter makes no reference whatsoever to the VCNZ's response to receiving that email, either at the time of receipt or in the period since. Quite frankly, it would be a naive individual who would believe that you and/or your CEO, Iain McLachlan, and/or your point of direct connectivity between the two organisations, Seton Butler, didn't respond to - and, far more likely, enter into communication with - Dean Jon Huxley as a result of receiving that email ( signed " Jon " ) from him. I require a full account of the actions the VCNZ took upon receiving Dean Huxley's private communication, who else received it, and all subsequent communications and related discussions and decisions - which, I suspect, included the two anonymous parties with whom you and your VCNZ colleague, Jamie Shanks, discussed me and the matter, but refuse to disclose any details thereof. On the Redacted Microsoft Teams Message I challenge your refusal to disclose the content of, and the parties to or discussed during, the Microsoft Teams message/s between yourself and Jamie Shanks. You have redacted the names of two individuals on the basis of section 53(b)(i). However, given that at the time of that communication you had not assisted me with the provision of names (and still have not) nor in any other way helped me with submitting a complaint (and still have not) - and therefore had no complaint formally before you (and still have not) - I require to know: who were you discussing me with, in what capacity, for what purpose, and on whose instruction? I would appreciate the full name, role, purpose and nature of the communications involving those undisclosed individuals and the undisclosed content of the associated discussions. I am considering a complaint to the Office of the Privacy Commissioner regarding your refusal to disclose what is likely a communication or communications central to the likely compromised and collusive nature in which you intend to avoid, refuse, frame, conduct or dismiss my forthcoming complaints. On the Internal Contradiction In Your Letter Regarding Conflicts of Interest Your letter contains a direct contradiction. In your paragraph 11 you state that Professor Jenny Weston "has no involvement with CAC (Complaints Assessment Committee) investigations and decision-making." Yet, in your paragraph 12 you state that "the Council are legally required to review all CAC decisions". Professor Weston sits on the Council. Therefore Professor Weston is involved in reviewing CAC decisions - including any decision relating to my complaint about Massey University i.e. the institution whose veterinary academic program she directs. Just saying, Mr Shields. On Your Suggestion That I Contact Massey University for Assistance Am I to interpret this as outright contempt, or gaslighting, or both, Mr Shields? I do not believe that, at this stage, you are ignorant of Massey’s refusal to provide the names of the parties required for me to lay complaints with the Veterinary Council. I do not believe that, since you have been copied in on two months of repeated, multi-angled, fervent requests to Massey , which - as you know, and as you know I know - is obligated legally, morally, and by international “best practice” standards to provide these (and not to have blacked them all out, in the first instance, from the subset of records I have managed to extract), as well as in accordance with New Zealand's Privacy Act 2020 and the Official Information Act 1982 . . . the instruments of our country's law through which I have so far unsuccessfully sought their release. I also do not believe you are ignorant of all the associated coverage on this website that details every minute aspect of this situation and its current status, Mr Shields. And if you are, it is to your shame, Mr Shields, given the gravity of the matter, including each and every individual, reported aspect thereof. Further, I do not believe I need to explain to the Deputy Registrar of the VCNZ why directing a complainant back to the demonstrably obstructive source entity of their complaint for assistance is entirely inconsistent with VCNZ's stated mandate of "having timely and transparent processes" and "upholding veterinary standards to protect people and animals". On Massey University's Ongoing OIA Non-Compliance Additionally, Mr Shields - since you are now, belatedly, offering - yes, there is something else you could absolutely assist me with. As you know and further to the above, the Official Information Act 1982 is the cornerstone legislation governing the mandated release of information held by publicly-funded institutions in New Zealand. It is an errant institution, contemptuous indeed of New Zealand law, that thumbs its nose at its OIA obligations . . . which, as you know, and as stressed above, is exactly what Massey University has done. I am still waiting for any communication regarding my OIA request that was due on March 13, 2026. Given your close relationship with Massey, and your no doubt desire to assist me proceed in a timely manner with the laying of multiple complaints - in keeping with the VCNZ's own stated objectives of "upholding veterinary standards to protect people and animals", "having timely and transparent processes", and its vision for "Aotearoa to have the world's most trusted veterinary profession" - I would expect you to be most amenable to urging Massey to act in a manner conducive to those objectives. As a reminder of the information I await from Massey - all directly relevant to the content of the complaints that need to be formulated for your organisation - the outstanding OIA items include but are certainly not limited to ( the below is excerpted from the OIA request also published here , as you’re of course, already aware): 1. Identity of Clinicians: The unredacted names and professional roles of all staff involved in the "care", treatment, and handling in any way of Harry Kelly during the November 30 and December 1, 2025 period, and also in the period following his death on December 1, 2025, including all staff involved in the handling of his body. 2. Conflict of Interest Disclosures (Seton Butler) : All internal records, disclosures, and management plans regarding Seton Butler's dual role as a Massey University Adjunct Lecturer and his professional advisory role at the VCNZ - and all communications of any type relating to Jordan Kelly or Harry Kelly. (**I DO BELIEVE THESE SHOULD HAVE BEEN INCLUDED IN YOUR OWN PRIVACY ACT DISCLOSURE PACKAGE TO ME, BUT WERE NOT.**) 3. Instructional Content Authorisation : All internal documentation, ethics committee approvals, or funding agreements related to the production of "instructional content" or clinical studies in the ICU or any other part of Massey University and/or its Companion Animal Hospital during the period of Harry Kelly's admission, and including while his body was in Massey's possession. 4. Pet Farewells Communications: All communications with Pet Farewells regarding Harry Kelly and Jordan Kelly. Specifically, not a general commentary. 5. Post-Mortem Activity : Disclosure of whether or not an unauthorised post-mortem was performed on Harry Kelly. 6. Controlled Drugs Register: All entries in the Controlled Drugs Register pursuant to the Medicines Act 1981 and the Misuse of Drugs Act 1975, as they relate to the dispensing, administration, or recording of any controlled or prescription substance administered to Harry Kelly during November 30 and December 1, 2025, or to his remains. 7. Patient Record Access Log and Audit Trail : The unredacted Field-Level Audit Log and all associated system access logs identifying every staff member who accessed, viewed, created, amended, "updated" or deleted any entry in Harry Kelly's electronic patient record from November 30, 2025, to the date of Massey's response. 8. Conflict of Interest Disclosures (Jenny Weston) : All internal records, disclosures, and management plans regarding Dr Jenny Weston's dual role as Massey University Academic Program Director and her ex officio VCNZ membership - and all communications of any type relating to Jordan Kelly or Harry Kelly. 9. ICU Video Footage of Harry Kelly: The release in full of all video footage taken of Harry Kelly during his ICU admission on November 30 and December 1, 2025, and any taken after his death. Massey's previous refusal to release the footage in full is not considered adequate compliance and is not accepted. In Conclusion, Mr Shields I remain deeply concerned about the VCNZ's refusal to perform its mandated role, and about the appalling complaint uphold rate documented in the VCNZ's own published research - co-authored previously by Professor Weston herself - which recorded that, over a 24-year period, 67.2% of complaints were either not investigated at all or were dismissed outright, with a mere 1.5% upheld, and only then, on technical competency grounds . Combined with the unashamed reticence you have shown with regard to facilitating this egregious complaint (and regarding which your March 19 email directs me to your website to fill out a form regarding), I intend to hold the Veterinary Council of New Zealand publicly accountable for a transparent process in this particular case. When a veterinary "hospital" and its staff overdose , abuse, torture, conduct twisted student activities upon while in a state of the pharmacological collapse they have induced him into, intentionally engineer his most unnecessary death , and coerce me under false diagnosis to not only consenting to my dog's traumatic killing but having to equally traumatically participate in it , I tend to take the matter rather personally . As quite a large proportion of pet owners, in fact, would. Between The Customer & The Constituent NZ and the International Institute for Improvement in Veterinary Ethics , this case is being read by a New Zealand audience spanning from Invercargill to Northland, and internationally across the United Kingdom, Scandinavia, the United States, Australia, Singapore, Hong Kong, Indonesia and South Africa. Regulatory bodies in several of those jurisdictions have been formally notified and are actively monitoring developments. This will be your opportunity to demonstrate that the Veterinary Council of New Zealand is capable of executing its regulatory duties in an ethical, honest and responsible manner. Or not. I look forward to receiving the complete list of names and position titles so that I can proceed with formal complaints against each relevant individual. One Last Point of Note, Regarding VCNZ's Chief Executive Officer In closing, I note that your Chief Executive Officer, Mr Iain McLachlan, has had so little concern - other than what appears very much to be to protect Massey University, its veterinary facility and its personnel from accountability - that he has ignored the multiple communications on which he has been cc'd for months regarding this matter, and the many provisions of the Code of Professional Conduct for Veterinarians in New Zealand ("administered" by your own organisation) that Massey's veterinary "teaching hospital" is in clear and in arguable breach of ( per my January 17 article on The Customer & The Constituent and the Open Letter to him that I published alongside it ). He initially endeavoured to avoid having to respond to my request for the (albeit incomplete and redacted) information you have now provided when I initially asked for it under the Official Information Act and chose to decline that request, apparently hoping I wouldn't know I had a right to it under the Privacy Act. Now, in a statement of open contempt, he has flicked off to you the responsibility for "dealing" with me, which you are hoping to conclude by way of directing me to fill out a form on your website. And so, I would ask, if a matter of such gravity as is represented by the Harry Kelly case, is not worthy of your Chief Executive's attention, just how bad does a set of circumstances have to be, and how obviously systemic does it have to appear within an organisation (New Zealand's only veterinary "teaching" facility, no less) before it is considered one of serious concern to the Veterinary Council of New Zealand? Or is the answer to that reflected by the fact that only an inconceivable 1.5% of all complaints (notwithstanding those that are never made) to your Council are upheld . . . and only then, on grounds of "technical competency" . . . with no concern for any complaints where a compromise in ethics has played an obvious part? If none of this is of any concern to Mr Iain McLachlan, as the head of the Veterinary Council of New Zealand, it begs the question, what does Mr McLachlan do all day? Perhaps he spends his time drafting the Standards, aims and goals that your very actions and decisions are actively designed to ensure are never actually achieved. Yours sincerely Jordan Kelly Editor-in-Chief, The Customer & The Constituent NZ Executive Director, International Institute for Improvement in Veterinary Ethics (IIIVE)
by Jordan Kelly 22 March 2026
Actually, Huxley, Notwithstanding That Their Loyalty to You and to Massey Prevents It, It's the VCNZ's JOB to 'Be Drawn Into It'. That's How They Get to See That It's Anything BUT A 'Wholly Unfounded Complaint'. It's Also More than Just A 'Complaint'. As You Have Long Since Known.
by Jordan Kelly 15 March 2026
Editor’s Conclusion : Unsupervised. Unaccountable. Uninvestigated. And Still Accredited.
by Jordan Kelly 10 March 2026
UPDATED: 16.3.26 Will This Badly Behaving Institution Finally Allow the Full Truth to Be Revealed? (16.3.26: MASSEY BREACHED ALL ITEMS ON THE BELOW OIA; TOTALLY IGNORED THEIR LEGAL OBLIGATIONS. NO COMMUNICATION. A HUGE NO-NO IN THE NZ CONSTITUTIONAL FRAMEWORK.)
by Jordan Kelly 8 March 2026
Hidden in Plain Sight: Unashamed Conflicts of Interest to Make Your Head Spin
by Jordan Kelly 4 March 2026
Time for Change : New Zealand's Pet Parents Say NO MORE to the Poor Standards, Compromised Care & Outright Contempt We Put Up With from the 'Products' of the Massey Veterinary Degree Factory
by Jordan Kelly 27 February 2026
Readers following the coverage of my attempts to get to the bottom of what happened to my beloved little papillon, Harry, with whom I was extraordinarily closely bonded, will know that: (A) The rot in Massey University’s Companion Animal “Hospital” (CAH) runs deep. (B) Honesty and transparency is not their policy. Denial, dismissal, stonewalling, legal threats and intimidation are. (C) Animals aren’t safe there, with cruelty embedded in “care”, and your property (as your pet legally is) not considered your property at all, as far as Massey, its CAH staff and management are concerned. Your pet is theirs ; to do with as they please, according to their mindset and their modus operandi. And if that involves catastrophic levels of unauthorised, contraindicated, convenience sedation to facilitate their use of your pet in monetised student video collections (including on private cell phones, and to which you will be given no access), this too, according to Massey, is its own God-given right and “best practice” Standard Operating Procedure. (D) “Informed Consent” has a very different meaning in the Massey playbook to that which is generally deemed its accepted definition. (E) “Accountability” is a foreign concept and not one with which they have any intention of becoming acquainted. (F) Laws – including those governing animal welfare, property conversion and more – are not only optional, in Massey’s case, they simply don’t apply. In fact, they appear blissfully ignorant of them according to my (and Harry's) experience. You know all that. You’ve read about it here , here , here , here , here , here , here , here and in most of my other now 30+ articles covering the numerous different sub-atrocities within the overall atrocity that was the demise and disposal of my precious little Harry. Actually, "atrocious" doesn't come anywhere near to being an adequate adjective. Despite having been a professional writer since I was 16 and having upwards of 25 published books under my belt, I don't actually have an adjective that's adequate for the pure evil that was perpetrated upon Harry . . . and, by extension, me . There is not one word or one phrase that can sufficiently convey the depth and breadth of the sheer, unadulterated wickedness that festers without restraint within the walls of Massey University's Companion Animal "Hospital". What you, my readers (or those of you not on Massey's massive legal team payroll) didn’t yet know – because I didn’t yet know – is that record and evidence tampering (which, for any other New Zealand citizen would attract jail time of up to 10 years under the Crimes Act 1961 Section 258 (Altering document with intent to deceive) or Section 260 (Falsifying registers) , and/or a $10,000 fine under the Privacy Act Section 212(2)(b) - appears also to be included in the “we’re exempt” culture of Massey and its veterinary “hospital” staff. Note to Readers: The above laws aren't some hypothetical, bottom-drawer, dusty old legal tracts in archaic library textbooks. They're real, "living" laws that apply to every individual in our country. And today, they are being made to apply to Dr Stephanie Rigg and her "colleagues" who falsified Harry's records to create a cover-up of what they did to him . . . and to me. I will, duly, see Dr Rigg and her associates in Court. Dissecting the Cover-Up: Massey’s Metadata of Deception But back to what readers do know for a moment: You’ll know that I’ve been in the battle of battles for the past two months to extract Harry’s full records (or anything approaching them) from Massey’s Legal and Governance department. HOWEVER . . . there was one thing I hadn’t known how to decipher that they actually had finally drip-fed to me. It was File Name: Patient Change Log (Field-Level Audit) . I’ve been learning a lot about veterinary science, record-keeping, and law in general lately. Not because I wanted to. But because if you want to figure out how deep the rot really runs at Massey, you kind of have to. So I’ve learned a bit about how to decipher clinical metadata. Just e nough to realise that this Patient Change Log (Field-Level Audit) is exactly where the digital fingerprints of a cover-up are hiding. Despite the fact that this document has as much redacted as it shows (probably more), with ALL staff names and positions blacked out, for example -I still found four distinct “smoking gun” entries in these otherwise heavily-redacted metadata logs. BIG. FAT. SMOKING. GUNS. that amounted to one undeniable overall conclusion: This document isn’t a clinical record so much as it’s a literal crime scene . There were already so many dodgy inconsistencies in the few items I'd managed to pull out of Massey to that point (as I've documented in various of my preceding articles). But this document is where, undeniably, the bodies are buried. You just need to know which clod of dirt to look under. Hidden in Plain Sight . . . In A Little Thing Called the Metadata (That the Average Pet Owner Wouldn't Even Know Existed ) There are four hidden but key findings demonstrating that the entire timeline of Harry’s “experience” in that hellhole were was orchestrated, and the sudden "neurological event/decline" exit strategy planned for him were a total fabrication. And that fabrication had a start time. (For this start time we will initially revert our focus back to Massey's previously-supplied "Clinical Summary" (in all its dodginess) . . . We will then lead from the immediately below into the afore-mentioned "Patient Change Log (Field-Level Audit)". Bear with me. I promise not to let this get boring). Well, one of two start times. Either: (1) The 8.38am disconnection of his (with, by-then, the TWO 750% overdoses of the renally contraindicated convenience sedative with which the "crying dog"-sensitive ICU staff had plied him overnight) now life-essential IV fluids (8.5 hours into the prescribed 24-hour protocol that they charged me for). And/or: (2) When the day shift ICU "vet" arrived at 9am and decided a THIRD 750% overdose would be a strategic way do deal with a clearly already massively overdosed little 3.8kg, 15-year-old, dehydrated dog. Now WHY would any vet take such a decision? Well, for legal purposes, of course (remembering that the Venerable Dean Jon Huxley and the obviously not- so-new-broom Vice-Chancellor Pierre Venter, have all the money in the public purse to pay their top-tier external legal counsel . . . and by gum, there are enough of the buggers, if this site's analytics are anything to be guided by), I will precede the following by stating that these are my conclusions, made on the basis of the collation and evaluation of the information before me. That said, what I know of my readers is this: You are no intellectual slouches. Feel free to let me know if you can come up with any other conclusion from the information (complete with now numerous "receipts") that I have thus far presented, most especially here and here , and most tellingly of all, in today's expose. R emember, though, I held the ultimate evidence in my arms at 6pm on December 1 . . . and, some 45 minutes later, I let them take it (safely, for them) away from me, just like Harry's (the literal body of evidence) life had just been taken from him. Little Numerals that Tell A BIG Story The plan for Harry's manufactured exit is not so much written into the records, as it is revealed by the tampering with the logs. They lay bare the lead vet’s apparent plan that his life would come to an abrupt end by the pre-scheduled time of (well, they couldn't quite get consistency in the logs regarding the exact minute, but by the absolute latest time of) 17:00 hours i.e. 5pm . . . assumedly, the end of the day shift on December 1. Just in time to mark him "Deceased" and seal off the records of this catastrophically overdosed patient, before the next shift came on, saw his records, and someone started asking the immediately necessary, and certainly appropriate, questions. And those questions would (0R SHOULD ) have included , but would certainly not have been limited to: How long has this dog been in this state? Why hasn't any rescue and remediation protocol been undertaken? Why was he given yet ANOTHER administration of 50mg of Gabapentin at 09:00 hours after the preceding two during night shift? Why is he disconnected from his IV fluids? Who approved that and why? (And if they knew he'd starred in a multi-video student film festival that morning): Was he taken out of his cage and handled in this state? When did he last drink? Was he given any food before he entered this near-comatose state? Does the owner know of the overdoses and the state he's in? Have you filled in an incident report? Have any emergency specialists been called in for advice? and, no doubt, many more questions. OR . . . maybe not. It depends if the rot in that ICU is fully immersive, or if it's concentrated on Dr Stephanie Rigg's day shift and the ICU shift staff of the preceding (November 30) night. But none of those questions could be asked and none of that could happen. The day shift - led by "Dr" Rigg ("Steffi") - wasn't about to let it happen. Thus, the pre-timestamped, just before end-of-shift, Time of Death entered into the "Euthanasia Authorisation" form that they had all queued up for me long before I ever arrived at that Godforsaken facility that fated December 1 afternoon.
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