Just to share, on 21/4 (very recent), my wife and I sent my beloved Rambo to be neutered. Well, Rambo is our cat and resident army general in the house.
We did decide to neuter him some time back but kept postponing it because we told ourselves that we were busy and cannot help him during recovery.The truth was, we were just sad to let him to be neutered thinking of the pain he has to endure. But I suppose the pain is more imagined than real.
My work required me to travel to KB on 21/4 and 22/4. My wife on the other hand just resigned from work and has a lot of free time on hand (although she appears to be busy all the time ). I woke up on the 20/4 and told my wife, lets go to KB. She was like, ok! Then I said lets get Rambo neutered. She was like ....are u sure?Of course I was not sure. But she didnt know that. I said yes.
We dropped him of at the Vet on the 20/4 and started our journey to KB. On the way, we were just repeating the same thing ...poor Rambo, he wouldn't know what hit him.I mean really, he didnt know what hit him...You see on 20/4 we took out his carrier and placed it on the dining table. Our hero, Rambo that is, jumped on the table and got himself cozy in the carrier...He didnt know what was coming.
We reached the VET and felt sorry for him. The doctor instantly took the carrier of our hands for fear that we may change our minds. In fact he did say I better take him of you before you change your mind. I dont know why he said that though.
On 21/4 at about 10.00 am, I received a call. I was in a meeting but knew almost instantly that it was a call that I must take. Of course on my hp display the word VET was blinking- that's how i knew i must take the call.The doctor on the end of the line said all went well and that Rambo was okay-i was relieved. The meeting wasn't so boring after that call and I wasnt about to kill anyone after that for forcing me to work on a saturday (and sunday) I mean god rested on sunday!
I called my wife and told her the good news. She was as happy as someone would be when you tell this kind of news when one just woke up. Later that nite we called the VET and enquired abt Rambo. He is okay we were told.
22/4: I cant wait to leave KB and rush to my Rambo's side. My wife also cant wait to leave KB but I have the feeling that was because she was bored. We reached KL at about 9.00pm and when straight to the vet tired and all.The doctor on duty (it was a sunday and even god rested on sunday) was attending to an urgent case. A poor kitten fell tumbling down the stairs of an apartment block. Barely moving the kitten was when i saw it. I felt truly sorry and silently prayed that the kitten will make it or for god (who may still be resting-it was a sunday!) to take the kitten's life so as not to suffer anymore.
"You can go and see him first." That's what the doctor said when he saw my wife and I standing there. I suppose he wouldnt have interrupted my silent prayer if he knew I was praying. I was after all praying silently.We went to the holding room (they call it ward) and peeked inside. No, not look, peeked. There was Rambo all macho with his antenna (the round thing they put on his neck). Then disaster! He saw us and started his long sorry meow non-stop. I felt really sorry for him and kept telling him that we will take him home. I hope he understood what I said for everyone else were probably thinking I have gone bonkers for talking to a kitten.The doctor said he was docile until he saw us. Thank god! I always thought Rambo didn't recognise us.
We paid the bill and left. I was happy, my wife was happy and Rambo was happy (in a painful kind of way) and the doctor was happy. I still wonder why was the doctor happy?We reached home Rambo was knocking into everything. He is not used to the restraining collar yet. Lola, my female DLH calico kitten freaked out as if she saw an alien. Although I must admit that Rambo did look a bit weird in an alien kind of way.
I picked him up and looked at him. My wife was busy then changing food and litter and water for the homecoming King (or queen??) and his bedding. I held Rambo and was still looking into his eyes. He had this beutiful huge eyes and was looking back at me.I am sorry I had to do it. I said that to Rambo. He was still looking at me...but i thought i saw the forgiveness in his eyes.
