So the man is finally a boy.
Tyson went in for his neutering yesterday and is now a full fledged member of the club. No more waking up at 2AM to angry kitty kombat sounds! No more pulling him off of my female AND male! No more yowling at the window! I am so RELIEVED. I love my babies, but being woken up at 2 or 3 or 4 in the AM to break up an amorous cat and his unwilling partner is just not my thing.
Oooh, and his lice cleared up and all those nasty scabs are finally fading. I must say, he's actually a quite handsome guy and soooo well behaved. The little love tifts aside, he waits for his food, uses the litter box, and doesn't scratch or jump on anything that he shouldn't. My boyfriend had mentioned quickly something like, "oh, wow, he looks fantastic, I'm sure we can find him a home now" ... ...
Poor guy. Breaks my heart to let him down, but that cat ain't goin' nowhere. Mine. MINE.
Besides, the other two are use to him now and actually try to bait him into playing! They go and stick their heads under the bed where he is and just make those short little "ma?" cries, trying to get him to come out and play. It's so adorable to watch Cassis' plump little rump sticking out from under the bed while she tries to entice Tyson to go play "tag". God, I LOVE animals. Best people EVER!