Ron Mihelic, Pharm.D., BCOP

Ron Mihelic, Pharm.D., BCOP

Ron Mihelic is a 1999 graduate of the University of Florida College of Pharmacy. He completed a Pharmacy Practice Residency at Emory Healthcare in Atlanta, Georgia in 2000. Ron worked as a hematology oncology specialist at Emory University Hospital from 2001 through 2007. Ron became earned his board certification as an oncology specialist in 2006. Ron has been working at Northside Hospital with the Leukemia/ BMT program as a clinical specialist since 2007. He is a guest lecturer at Mercer University College of Pharmacy as well as the Mercer University Physician Assistant program. He is a preceptor for Mercer, South, and UGA, and for the residency program at Northside Hospital.

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As I was doing my usual flag spinning this evening out by the street in front of my house,

just before it started getting dark, 

I saw a medium size black dog running across the street from the direction of Ron Mihelic property, 

up the hill, then out of sight. 

Seeing no one with  the dog, 

I became concerned it my have escaped from a neighbor's yard.  

So I walked down the hill to the corner of Vistavia and Mason Mill Road.  

First I tried hailing down a SUV driving down the dead end section of Vistavia toward Mason Mill Road.  The black woman behind the steering wheel just kept driving.   

Feeling I had no other options other than ringing Ron Mihelic doorbell or just forgetting about the dog, 

I walked across his lawn and ranged that doorbell.  

He opened the kitchen window over the porch and kept yelling, 

"GET OFF MY PROPERTY!" "GET OFF MY PROPERTY!"   

Over and over. 

What a "cunt!" 

No surprise really. 

Barely managed getting out to him that I had seen a medium size black dog on the loose.
Wasn't able saying anything else to him except,
"You're not concerned about that dog?  WHAT AN ASSHOLE,"
as I turned around and left.

As I'm walking across the street back in the direction of my property,
I hear him saying something inaudible and turned to see him standing in his driveway looking my direction.

"You're on your own," 

I said turning my back to him and continuing up the hill back to my place.

IT AMAZES ME HOW THEY STILL JUST DON"T GET IT.

 
 I did my part in spite of having no incentive showing any concern for the welfare of that dog,

other than being concerned for the welfare
 of that dog.

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