Yesterday, I took the kittens in to be spayed. The vet went ahead and examined them and said that they were okay to be done and he would do them late. I could pick them up in the morning. Lovey turned out to have calici but he said that if she stopped breathing during the operation, they would assist her. I left feeling relieved, because Little is so close to birth.

About two hours later, my phone rings and it is my vet. He says “Mary Anne, the kittens went through the neuter just fine…but… ” and then he paused.

My heart sank and I thought “Oh no, not another issue?” I said “There’s a but in this?”

He replied yes, it seems that when he opened up Little, she had 4 enormous kittens inside so she has a bigger incision. Then, he opened up Lovey and thought “This doesn’t look right?” The techs had shaved both the kittens bellies- but unfortunately, Lovey is a boy! He said that being a vet can be a very humbling profession and he just got a big dose of humble pie. He said he should have caught it, the techs should have caught it- and I am thinking I had the cats in the bedroom for four days I should have caught it. The poochiness of the belly was a ball of roundworms which have been dispatched! So now, I give back to the caretakers a male kitty with a spay scar and he isn’t even a hermaphrodite! Try to explain that one on top of all the other problems that have occurred in this colony! LOL

It does say in the Bible that when God keeps you humble, He also allows you grace. I hope Dr. Steve gets a huge helping of Grace fairly soon. He sounded so embarrassed at this rookie mistake.

And God’s Grace comes into play. The two people caring for this colony have relinquished custody of Lovey (Now Mischief) and Little over to me. I was asked to find them a new home!  They talked about it for two days and realized the kittens would be better off in a loving home than roaming the yard and woods.