Tomorrow's the big day. They're taking ButterBall's manhood away. Wish him luck! Luckily he ate and drank a bunch earlier. They said no food or water after 9PM. So at 8:30 I opened up the treat bag and gave him alot more than usual. Then he went straight for his water. I'm about to take away ButterBall's catnip. That little sucker goes nuts. He runs around attacking everything. Attacking the fake plants, attacking my legs and attacking the chair. He's been going like a bat out of hell for the last hour. And all he did was sniff the catnip toy I made for him a few days ago. He jumped up on my shorts and dug his hind claws in. Since I've lost a few pounds recently my shorts are loose. Anyway, my shorts ended up falling to my ankles. That little maniac.