Well, we'd finally had it, so yesterday morning we headed to the hospital to put an end to it.
If course, by "it" I'm referring to our cat, Cinders, being in heat.
*Sorry, I couldn't resist*
Several months ago she went into heat for the first time. People had warned us to get her fixed before she got to that point, but no one had ever told us WHY. I'll tell you why...
She would meow and yowl all hours of the day and night. She'd get in, er, obscene poses that the kids thought were funny. But worse than that, she has been peeing, and even sometimes pooping, in random places around the house- like my DOWN COMFORTER! She's lucky I didn't skin her alive.
The last time it happened, when Fred got home I growled, "That cat has 2 options- sterilization or euthanization!"
Of course the second wasn't an option, so we got her scheduled to have her gender removed. Now she has joined the world of other "it's" and we can only hope it will mean the end of excess laundry (and frustration) due to the feline.