Typepad just ate my post. Or maybe I just didn't actually type it. Both are possible, seeing as I didn't sleep at all last night. But either way, it's gone. Or it never existed. Where did that purple monkey come from? Wha?
In other news, Henry seems to be doing well, with the exception of his undying desire to kill Madison. He seems to be fine with Max, possibly because Max is 3 times his size. He's still in solitary feline confinement because of this little issue (it's not really very solitary since he's staying in the room we spend most of our time in). Solitary or not, he'd apparently like to petition for the right to some conjugal visits, because he undeniably humped my leg last week. I still feel violated.
Countdown to Henry's neuter appointment: 8 days. Screw what my vet says about "waiting until his body is fully recovered from his trauma". I bet she's never been made a cat's bitch. If he's healthy enough to try to mount my leg, he's healthy enough for a little routine surgery.
Pardon me, I need to go get some coffee and try to get that image out of my mind now.