Well, it's the morning after

my cats went to the vet for their snip and clip job (or in plain English, spay and neuter procedure).

And after 28 hours with no food or water (no food or water prior to the procedure and on the vet's orders nothing after until 4 am today), boy were they hungry and thirsty. Thankfully, so far at least they don't seem to be showing any ill effects from the procedure.

And of far more importance, they are not mad at me, although it will be interesting to see what sort of reaction my biological Mother receives from them.

It's quite the job to round them up and get them into cages. I was quite bruised and battered after they left (my biological Mother and Uncle took them in), but at the same time relieved they were on their way, because this means if we want we can let them outside (we had them tattooed in their ears, so we don't need to worry if they lose their collars), after 10 days of enforced enclosure, to allow things to heal and not have to worry about possible paternity suits. After what happened with Belle (see previous entries), I wasn't about to make the same mistake twice (or in my case 5 times)

And when they returned last night from the vets, boy were they glad not only to be home, but to see Gram and I as well. When I got up to feed them, everybody was curled up on the bed, between Gram and I, snoozing happily (you could hear some of them softly purring).

See my trick is, I'll help catch them, but I don't want my guys to associate me with going to the vets. Instead I want them to associate me with love, gentle scratches (pets), fresh food and water, clean bathrooms (litter boxes). In other words, all the good things humans have to offer.

Will keep you posted