This story is the front-page centerpiece in today's paper. My favorite part got cut. I had a feeling it would be. It was about the procedure for castrating a cat. Heh. I guess the editor thought such detail would be more than our fair audience could stomach.
So here's how they do it: The cats are knocked out. Their eyes get lubricating drops. Someone is there monitoring them. The vet comes along, makes a slice into the scrotum, pops a testicle through the hole, cuts the tissue surrounding the testicle, snips it off, ties a knot, and shoves the tube back in the scrotum. Repeat. No stitches. Then the animals get a shot to wake them up, and someone stays with them until they are awake enough to be put back into their cages.
I described it more delicately for the story. I thought it was pretty interesting, but I'm weird, apparently.
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Girl - that is a great story!!
Well done! You should be damn proud of yourself!
Especially when it is for such a good cause...as for the cut - ah well...no pun intended there either...
Thanks! I had fun doing that one. Yesterday I met "Rain Man." He hugged me and told me I was good to look at. The photographer caught that one.
A very good and clearcut description, I would say!
Hi Amy--
Great job! This is an important article, well-written and effective. My little buddy Willy goes in this August. I'm thinking about installing brass "neuticles" for him. Since he's a dachshund, we can call him "sparky". :)
Warren! Do you know the limerick about the man from Madras?
Irene, funny.
I'm dying here! What's the limerick???
I'm dying here! What's the limerick???
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