He cried and shouted all the way to the vet and finally hid under the newspapers (he's never been alone before). The surgery went smoothly and I went in to accompany him in the recovery ward. When he was more awake, I brought him home.
|Help! I don't like this place!|
|Felix in the evening. The vet said she couldn't get a vein as his fur was too thick so she had to shave some fur off|
|Felix doing what he loves most. Carrying his feathers all over the place. He was still rather subdued but alert|