Sphinx the black cat disappeared. I was pretty much done searching and calling and crying when who should drag herself up on the deck but Sphinx. We are still not sure what happened to her but she was terribly stressed and a back leg was obviously broken.

Luckily we have a son and daughter in law who are veterinarians. So they got a call at 5:30 Friday afternoon to please stay at the clinic – Friday is usually son Todd’s day off but he had had a busy day, was still at work late and got the bad news that his mother was bringing her cat up in 2.5 hours.

A surgery and 4 weeks later we got a call that we could come and pick HIM up.

I promptly put on my “smart-ass” cap and texted back that we didn’t ask for a sex change.

I was promptly advised that he definitely has a penis.

So she who had been Sphinx for 10 years is now Lola. Although I can’t say I really understand all the pronoun discussion lately it just isn’t going to be easy to change to calling her him. So Lola it is.

Lola has to be confined for a couple more weeks. We can’t have her in the house as she sprays on the furniture. She usually lives on the deck or in the barn but that isn’t really a safe place for her to continue to heal that leg. So… we went in search of a nice pen to put her in on the deck. We found a really good one.

Suppose I am going to have to get a couple of hens when this is all over.