Under the knife

So it seems young Fergus is having an extended stay at the kitty spa – at least that’s how I think of it in my mind, air conditioning, food, peace, massage.  I have just come back from the vet and Fergus was stretched out on the table (sedated) looking very peaceful. Vet with knife in hand, glad I turned up when I did – no desire to see him (or anyone else being sliced).

I am to collect and release Fergus this afternoon, I promise to remember my camera, load some photos and let you know how he’s doing.

Meow and out

A scruffy mog named Fergus

Today’s the day Fergus has his operation….

On Monday Hilary and I attempted to rescue a stray kitten (we have since named him Fergus), yesterday we were able to get the cat basket from the vet and we took Fergus along for an assessment.   Seems he needs his half mangled eye removed, vaccinated and we’ve decided to snip of his manhood at the same time – as recommended by the vet for a better quality of and longer life?  All sounds a bit harsh.

Hilary flew back to Scotland this morning and I am waiting for the ‘come and collect your stray’ call.  

I will add some Fergus photos and let you know how he getting on later in the week.