Over the hill and... to the vet.
My two kittens went to the vet today to be desexed. I would normally have waited a bit longer until they were a little older but Billy is trying to dominate Roy by wrestling with him all the time now, as well as marking his territory inside the house, which is just unbearable.
So today was D-Day.
They went off happily enough, all cosied up in the cage together meowing merrily as I drove them to
their doom the vet. But they have come home very woozy and sorry for themselves. They are very clingy but have no energy to follow me around so I keep finding them flopped in unusual positions or places.
Like Billy here...
As I got closer, I saw he was really passed out.
And Roy wasn't much better off, though he was in a more comfortable spot:
Both boys are now completely passed out on my lap, Billy has just flaked it:
While Roy is asleep with his eyes half open:
Hopefully they are back to their normal playful selves soon,
but I'm enjoying the snuggles for now!