It's done; complete; finito.
To tell you the truth, Peepers and I THOUGHT it might be mission impossible. Thankfully though, it turned out to not be all that impossible after all and is now a mission accomplished, for sure.
That's right, the boy has been neutered.
It actually wasn't all that bad. Early Monday mornin', Saffy went into the crate with no problems at all...
Okay, I admit it: I LIE.
Yeah, so the FIRST time Saffy was crated, it was easy-peasy, for sure. But apparently, Saffy remembered 'bout his trip to the doctor from a couple weeks ago, along with the pokin' and proddin' that ensued - not to mention the takin' of his temperature - and decided he had had enough of that business the first time round.
So this past Monday, Peepers had to resort to the ol' tippin'-the-crate-on-its-side-and-shovin'-the-kitty-in-feet-first thing.
Okay, so it's not so much shovin' as...
Well to tell you the truth, when you're the cat bein' put in the crate, NO MATTER HOW GENTLE the peep might be, it FEELS like shovin', for sure.
Least that's what Saffy says. I, Seville the Cat, bein' THE BEST BEHAVED CAT in the whole entire world- maybe even universe - wouldn't know 'bout that, on account of my always cooperatin' with the peep when it comes to cratin', and...
Yeah, yeah... I LIE. I'm probably more like the second or third best behaved cat in the world.
Plus, that whole ol' tippin'-the-crate-on-its-side-and-shovin'-the-kitty-in-feet-first maneuver was kinda developed with me in mind.
So anyway, Saffron has been snipped. Yup, snipped and chipped. Snipped, chipped, and...
Yeah, I've got nothin' suitable that rhymes with that.
But back to the not-so-impossible mission. Saffron came home late Monday afternoon, none the worse for wear. He wasn't even groggy! In fact, Peepers opened up the crate and he dashed out like he was competin' in the Olympics for the 100m race,which is weird on account of the Olympics bein' all over for this year. PLUS, they don't allow cats to compete against peeps.
We would always win, you see.
But Saffy Saffron Saffers Sassafras ran outta that crate like there was no tomorrow. Yup, he ran all the way over to our eatin' area, and waited for some treats - which he got, of course - even though he hadn't yet had his din-dins. But he did have his din-dins after the treats, along with somethin' to drink.
I'm tellin' ya, it's like the cat doesn't even know he was snipped.
Yup, he's that nonchalant about the whole thing.
Just wait 'til he goes to meet up with his ladycat friends.
Remember to mask up, too.