The day finally dawned, the day of reckoning, the day all males fear, the day your furry fiend gets it's bits chopped off.
For Astro and Zuni this day was Wednsday. Little did they know what fate lay before them. Zuni went in the box first followed by Astro when I finally dragged him from the curtains, and off they went to face their darkest hour, the tim , 08.45.
Forms signed, paperwork completed I left them with the evil ones, the nut cracker and her dark assistants.
My phone rang @ 14.00, 'they are all done, come and get them'. When I arrived at the evil doers lair everything had changed. No longer dark and foul but bright and welcoming. I collected my mogs and headed home.
Upon release from their incarceration it was as if nothing had happened, they didn't care, it was back to normal, drink, eat and cause chaos. Not a mark on them. No bald patches no stitches.
What magic do they weave at this place.
