Today is the day that Dr. Jones goes to the vet to be neutered. He's about 5 1/2 months old, so it's time. Also, we have found ourselves using the word harbls in reference to him a lot lately, so it really is time.
I'm sure Trillian will miss him while he's gone all day and overnight, but the humans in the household are frankly rather happy to have a break from him. We're very much looking forward to the day when he is grown up enough to take "no" for an answer.
He is awfully cute, though, don't you think?