'Sex change' for Henry the cat
http://www.thecnj.co.uk/camden/2008/121108/news121108_13.html (http://www.thecnj.co.uk/camden/2008/121108/news121108_13.html)
12/12/2008
PROZAC, valium, and now, to cap it all, a sex change of sorts – the adventures of one West Hampstead cat sound stranger than fiction.
In a delicate operation that would bring a tear to the eye of every male, Henry the ginger tom became a Henrietta at the Mill Lane Veterinary Surgery near Finchley Road last week.
But the burly moggie did not make the gender swap for lifestyle reasons. He underwent the unique surgical procedure to remedy an excruciating blockage to his waterworks.
"...lifestyle..."
*cringe*
My wife has a friend with a cat named Charlotte. This cat was thusly named because orginally they thought it was female. At a checkup at the vet some time later, it was determined that Charlotte was indeed male.
He was renamed Lord Charlotte, as I recall.
My family adopted a couple of cats from a shelter two months back, after one of their original cats died. One of the new cats was this glossy black kitten with a splash of white on its chest - the shelter told the 'rents that it was male, and they didn't check any further.
When I saw it for the first time, I just felt this immediate sense of... not-male-cat-ness. It kept popping into my head that the cat was a girl, or that it seemed like a girl. For absolutely no reason I could describe. And when it had its first trip to the vet... yep, it was really a girl.
One of my cats had the very same issue. It's called Feline Urinary Syndrome.
Basically he had kidney stones and it blocked his urethra. Repeated irritations did not clear the problem. From there we went to the penectomy. He had been fixed several years earlier and never did seem to mind.
Actually we think that he and one of his mates was a gay pair because they would sleep together and the bigger one would mount him and ... Well they were both fixed and nothing would happen anyway, but they were inseparable. When he died from cancer some years latter, his mate became quite the curmudgeon.
R.I.P. Robert Redcat.
-Sandy
Awwww...that's a very touching story, Katia :). My kitties send Henrietta kitty meows for a happy life!
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Quote from: Emme on December 12, 2008, 09:59:40 PM
Their choices were the vet, or Mama with a butter knife and a melon baller.
Eeeewwww!!! If I were a cat, even I would have voted for the vet!
I've got a three of lesbian cats now. Quite the matriarchy. One is the top female and will have virtually nothing to do with the youngest cat. The middle one is mama'd by the bigger one, and she in turn mama's and plays with the youngest.
What a society.
I for one have welcomed my feline overlords and enjoy being owned by cats. Though if they ever develop opposable thumbs civilization as we know it is doomed.
-Sandy