The trip to the vet to drop Wylie off for neurtering wasn't as bad as I anticipated. He did pretty good. He cryed for a few minutes and then was quite, so quite I got worried. When I got in the parking lot and looked in the pet carrier he was hiding under the towel I had put in for him to lay on. Guess he thought if he was quite I forget he was there. Anyway I took him in and signed all the paperwork and managed to leave without shedding a tear. I called at about 3:30 today to check on him, he was just waking up after the surgery and doing well. I have to call in the morning to check on him and make sure he is doing well enough to be picked up. The other cats, Cruella and Lianna, miss him. They keep looking at me like I'm evil. They are probably wondering where he is, and if they are going next. I missed him not being at the door to great me and his constant chattering but he'll be back tommorrow and I can't wait to have him back so I can spoil him some more.