So now the time has come to cut off his nuts.
Well, actually it should have been last month but as usual I am blaming my blank Kikki K planner for letting me down. Yet again.
Now calling around for a quote for your insurance is not unusual. But Mr Woog is totally convinced that we are in a recession and any extra expenditures have had to be slashed (pardon the pun). My Gym membership has gone. I forgot I even had one.
Calling around to get prices on desexing Chuy was a little embarrassing. But interestingly they ranged from $220 for the top of the line nut-chop down to $65, which I hate to think how they do it. I mean do they even use anaesthetic?
I asked the $220 Clinic (Mosman NSW) whether they did a discount for two operations. Fancy, toffy receptionist asked how old the other cat is. I said 37.
I went on to explain that he was not actually a cat, but my husband.
She was not amused. Laughing may have shifted the stick up her ass.
So my little fur baby is going in this week to a nice, middle of the range $155 desexing operation. And Mr Woog has got 9 days left to see how much fat he can trim from our household budget before tax time.
The tension is palpable!