Great Balls of Fire!

What happened?

Disturbing news reaches me about my best playmate Shadow.

Apparently he's been to see the vet for what they call 'minor' surgery. Well, I dunno about you, but I don't think there's anything minor about having your balls chopped off!  I know it's not as big an op as mine was, seeing as how all the girls' reproductive stuff is on the inside. But still.

I have also realised that among my human friends this is a contentious subject. There are those who think it's the best thing to do for your furry friend's health and future lifestyle, (mostly vets and women), and there are those who can't see the benefits and take a sharp intake of breath, accompanied by a pained expression at the mere mention of castration (mostly men).

Well, whatever your view it's too late for Shadow. Still, in his new incarnation at least we can continue to romp around and have a cheeky smooch without him trying to jump on my bones every five minutes.

Yup. I'm definitely in the yes camp...