Macky, Mowie, and Sunny

So the time came when Mac and Sunny’s mom was looking to have more babies, if you know what I mean. Dad starting hanging arond again so we knew it was time to do something. A million phone calls later, I got some help from this nice lady at SNAP (Spay/Neuter Assistance Program), who was able to squeeze Suzy (Mac and Sunny’s mom) in at the SPCA of Monmouth County’s spay/neuter clinic. Although we love Mac and Sunny, as well as their 3 adorable, homeless siblings, which can be seen below ;), we definitely did not need anymore kittens running around this place.

Yesterday was the big day, so I dropped Suzy off at the SPCA in Eatontown, which forced me to get up at 6am. She was on standby, meaning she didn’t have an appointment, but if they had extra time they would perform surgery. Luckily she was spayed yesterday. She stayed there overnight and this morning, once again early as hell, I had to go pick her up. I got the general directions on how to care for her and found out she received her shots. She also got a cool tattoo in her ear so that if she’s ever picked up by animal control, they will know she was spayed and leave her alone. All that for $60, what a great program and friendly people, thank you SPCA :D

During their time without their mommy, the 3 kittens looked sad. When I checked them out in the garage last night they all stared at me, with sad kitten eyes, as if to say “Hey mean lady, where did you take our mommy!” I tried to explain it was for her own good, but I think they’re too young to understand. Suzy arrived home today and naive me was thinking she’d let me pet her since she’d be sore and doped up. Boy was I wrong. I opened the cat carrier and she ran like hell and then got very mad that the garage was closed up so that she couldn’t leave. Sorry Suzy, the vet said you can’t roam free for 4 days. I must add that Suzy is what they call feral, or a wild cat. I think the term is insulting, especially the first time we tried to bring her to the vet and she said “That cat is feral and I can’t handle her!” Psssh, you’re feral, lady! The SPCA said she was a good girl, but they deal with feral cats everyday. Even my super friendly cats Butchie and Rosie act like they’re getting murdered everytime they go to the vet for a check up, props to Suzy for being tough and not crying at all in the car.

When mommy got home, the kittens immediately starting playing. They were so happy to see their mom, although she just had major surgery. It seems like Mac and Sunny do the same thing. When we’re not around, they just sleep under the bed. The minute we come home it’s like kitten playtime. I guess they just like feeling safe like someone is watching them, whether it is biological or adoptive parents :)

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