Snip, Snip

Poor Spike got "snipped" today :) He did fine, despite being kind of lethargic tonight, he's really doing well. The whole thing really freaked Andrew out though. He argued against getting Spike fixed even right up to the point where it was time to hand Spike over to the vet-- I thought he was going to pass out (Andrew, not Spike). The vet said "well I see grown men get upset about this, but not many boys". When it was time to pick up Spike later in the day, Andrew said to him "well how did it feel to have your pockets poached?" I could barely drive I was laughing so hard. Andrew is still going on about how we stole Spike's manhood. I hope he gets over it soon.