October 16th 2009 12:11 am
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Well, Meowmy put us into our crates the other day and took us to the vets. She said we were getting the "Good Ol' Snip" and hopefully I'll stop humping her bathrobe sometime in the future.
Whatever that means, clearly I am delicately loving that pink fuzzy thing.

Next thing you know I am in a kennel preparing for ... *dramatic music* SURGERY! You could tell Daddy had sympathy for me. The men always do.
Ive got a little shaved arm now, and a big empty space on my rearend O_O
And suddenly I have the urge to cuddle MEOWMY which I rarely let her do
But you know whats the worst part of all this?
I cant go outside into the garden to play and get my mind off all the extra air down south.

Willow, who has a little bald spot on her left side cant go out for 10 days and Meowmy wants to be "fair" and keep me in too...(aka doesnt want Willow to escape when I come in and out)
Yeah, we'll see how long THAT lasts. I have my plans...oh yes, I have my plans.

So. Its been done. The Good Ol' Snip.
Time for me to grow that beer belly I've been wanting!