eeeegads, i was dreading this day (or this week, or this month). knew it was going to happen sooner or later. wished it didn't have to happen at all. but we managed to miss our golden window of an opportunity at the vet since we simply didn't know how old jynx was.
now we know.
she's old enough.
she's old enough.
and she wasn't the one who first told us. nope. her countless amount of suitors started singing for her last week. and if they weren't crooning outside in the bushes, then they were knocking at the doors. literally. we've had dozens of visitors just sitting outside the various doors.
waiting patiently. patiently waiting.
and don't think our little mynx hasn't tried to escape her prison of love. she tries to make a break for it every time a door opens. and believe you me, she is aware of EACH AND EVERY opening door. varkenkidlets are not always as conscientious as they should be. they LIKE the idea of a dozen mini-meeeows pattering around the house for a few weeks.
i, however, am not as enthusiastic.
twice, tho, i've caught her on the OTHER side of the window. don't know how she dunn it. but i shudder to think of how much those few precious moments of freedom will cost ME.
even leo, our shanghai castrata, has found himself caught up in all the excitement. i find this a bit confusing, since we took away his manhood well before he grew up enough to begin to appreciate any of it.
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