Betty Gets Done
So the day finally came when we decided to get Betty (the mother of our kittens) spayed. Two kittens really are enough, and the cat population of Hadaba really doesn’t need any more additions… cruel though it seems.
Having said that, when the time actually came last week to drag the poor lady down to the vet, I felt like a completely evil and twisted butcherer. As it happened, it turned out that she was already up the duff, having got frisky with a boy cat barely weeks after giving birth, and we would have been host to another four babies had we left it a couple of weeks longer!
Thankfully all went well, and after a few gruesome days watching her struggle onto her feet and scowl at us from under the couch, she has kind of returned to her normal self a touch. I don’t think she quite entirely trusts me yet, but I guess that is to be expected.
Of course the kittens are oblivious to their mother’s trauma and have ended up with a few swift swipes from her for trying to interfere where they are not wanted.