After a long waiting time for us, finally a visiting vet came to the vet-less clinic in Honiara and we used the chance to take Smurfy for a vaccination boost AND to have him neutered. People were assuring us that he’ll be tamer without testosterone in his system, but I have my doubts as he was more aggressive as a kitten than he’s now as a grown cat.
Anyway, we hope for the best!
He got into watchdog mode as soon as we got back into the harbour of Honiara. So close to the shore, wrecks, neighbours and passing traffic he’s anxious all day long and tends to make up for his insecurity by biting us–just to assure himself that he’s a big boy.
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The last time he saw roads, traffic and lots of people was last year when we took him to the vet as a baby, so he was really scared when we went ashore this time and just hid in his box.
Arrived at the vet he was horrified by all the meowing and barking patients–our big bully turned into a small kitten again…
We had to leave him at the clinic in the morning and were only allowed to pick him up in the evening. He was fine, everything went well and after a day in hell with anasthesia, pain, howling neighbours, no food and pee-wet newspaper in his cage he was the happiest cat on earth when he got back home to Pitufa. He hopped up his ladder, ran to his food bowl, polished off half a can of tuna and forgot completely to be angry with us 
