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I took a half day today (the second half; I'm at work now) because I needed to drop Edward off this morning; he's getting his tiny kitten balls removed. I brought him in to the shelter. This is the third time he's been in our cat carrier -- the first two times were trips to the vet's, and he hated it. He is TERRIFIED in that thing. He goes into a corner and tries to make himself as small as possible. He sticks his head in the corner, thinking, presumably, that if he can't see us, we can't see him and do something scary to him. It is heartbreaking. Today I think he may even have been shaking. This is the kitten who routinely chases, hunts, and pounces upon a feline behemouth four times his size. I hate it. (His terror, I mean, I hate his terror, not the hunting, the hunting and chasing and pouncing and wrestling is highly entertaining.) Today I had to sign a paper that said it was okay if something terrible happened to him while he was in surgery, and then I patted the carrier and walked out, and though I had been really quite blase' about the whole deal up until this morning ("enjoy licking those puppies while you still can, buddy, they're coming off tomorrow!"), on my walk back to the car I started crying. My poor little baby is SO SCARED! It's not the neutering itself that made me upset, it's how scared he's going to be before and after. I'm okay now, of course, but I can't wait to pick him up this evening and be safe and familiar to him.

After I dropped Edward off, I went home to take a shower and get dressed properly. Henry was complaining, and though it was probably because I put out only adult-cat food (he prefers the kitten food, which will only make him FATTER, and I'm pretty sure Edward eats mostly the adult-cat food, because cats were invented to DRIVE PEOPLE CRAZY,) I pretended it was because he missed his little brother.

Then I went to Deptford, and you guys, I'm pretty sure that all my Christmas shopping is done. This has never ever happened to me before. I'm waiting on a few things in the mail, but not much. I have a few things to put together still, and I wish I had gotten my brother more, but still -- no more shopping! This is truly amazing.

I will probably get a Christmas tree this weekend.

Peter Boyle died. The various obituaries first reference Everybody Loves Raymond and Young Frankenstein, but to me he'll always be the guy from a funny and heartbreaking episode of The X Files. (I think it was funny. Wasn't that the one with pies?) (Everyone did their best work on that show. Like Luke Wilson. And Alex Trebek. And Jesse Ventura, and Charles Nelson Reilly.) I've always thought of Peter Boyle very fondly because of that episode.


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Dec. 13th, 2006 09:15 pm (UTC)
Aw hell. Poor Peter Boyle.
Dec. 13th, 2006 09:17 pm (UTC)
Aw, I really sympathize with your feelings for the little guy. But, I would like to give you kudos for putting him in the carrier. I think there are few things more dangerous than driving around with a cat loose in your car.

Anyway, he'll be really happy to see you and I think cats psyches are pretty resilient. I mean they're crazy already so what's gonna happen?
Dec. 13th, 2006 09:30 pm (UTC)
I'm sort of hoping that he'll still be groggy when I pick him up, because that has the potential to be totally hilarious.
Dec. 13th, 2006 09:33 pm (UTC)
Man, that has the potential to be cat drool.

My dad's cat got hit by a car years back and broke her jaw. Since then she drools uncontrollably when she's happy.
Dec. 13th, 2006 09:37 pm (UTC)
I wrote you a long comment and it was lost. :(

I just want you to know that i am going through the EXACT same thing right now and I hate it! I considered NOT doing it, the thought of her being frightened and in pain was so upsetting, but it really just needs to be done. I made the call today and I'm really bummed!
Dec. 14th, 2006 03:05 am (UTC)
Yes, it was the X-file episode with the pies at the end. Perhaps the best X-file episode of the series.
Dec. 14th, 2006 03:35 am (UTC)
man we are about to take callie in for spaying, luckily she doesnt mind the car, but I always get nervous when anyone/anypet has to be put under for surgery.

hope he's alright!
Dec. 14th, 2006 04:21 am (UTC)
Boviously I'm sorry about Edward's personal Fear Factor (though you're a good mom for doing it)
Man, points to you for finishing your Christmas shopping. That...that's just effing NERTZ. I'm maaaaybe twenty percent done (as usual). Do post pics of your Christmas tree (but only after you post Halloween photos)!
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