Mikey the Great

That darn Mikey did not allow himself to be neutered over the Christmas break! He eluded capture and my appointment with the vet came and went. So now he has big danglies and he no longer wants to stay inside like he used to. He liked sleeping with me and if he happened to get left outside he would bang on my window. Now I don’t hear a peep from him until I leave in the morning and he is right there on the front steps with Hermes. They come inside to be fed. Actually, it seems he does stay in during the day because when I come home from work Hermes is waiting for me on the driveway but Mikey is just waking up on the couch where I watch TV (it’s probably a very warm couch). But pretty soon queens are going to show up at the house mewling forlornly for him, crying, “I’m ovulating, somebody help me!” I have to catch him and soon!