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I took my cat in for an abortion

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I just wasn't ready for kittens. Maybe later when things are better and I'm in the right space for kittens, but not now. Why should my life be disrupted by visits to the vet, shots, getting the little furballs spayed and neutered, extra cat litter, and the list just goes on and on. Also, it's the best thing for Athena, my tabby who has a right to choose. I know my cat, and I can tell you she's not ready for kittens, either. So, we decided it's off to the vet to have her litter aborted, and it was such a positive experience.
First, the vet took a sonogram of the little kitty fetuses. I still have the picture, and it's one of my dearest possessions. Also, the vet had a group of interns who had come to see different cat abortion techniques, and I was so proud to do what I could to advance science and the quality of life for felines everywhere. Athena was partially anesthetized and that strong little girl just purred all the way through the procedure.
The first step the vet took was to drain off the amniotic fluid that the kitten fetuses were swimming in. The vet went after the first fetus with a pair of forceps. Since the forceps were sterilized, the procedure was perfectly safe. Well, after a little tugging, first out came a back leg with a tiny tail attached to it. Then after a little more tugging and a few more tries, the vet had all four legs and most of the torso. Finally, the vet found the head of the first kitten and pressed down with the forceps. There was a satisfying popping sensation and a little grey trickle of cat brains ran down the forceps. “Got it!” he said to me with some professional satisfaction. I smiled back warmly at the vet who was doing so much for my Athena.
Next up was the second unborn kitten. The vet showed the interns the still beating heart on the sonogram. “No problem,” he said, “we'll just drive a needle into its heart and inject a little something.” One of the interns looked a little nauseated and asked if that was the same as killing a living kitten. “Goodness, no,” the vet reassured, “we're inducing an intrauterine demise, so nothing gets killed, and we're doing it with a sterile needle.” I was so moved with the vet's compassion, that I could sense tears forming in my eyes. A moment later and the heart was no longer beating, so out came the second kitten which was laid on the table next to the pieces of its littermate.
The third kitten was a little more trouble. It looked like it could all come out except for the head, but its legs were moving and causing some inconvenience. But this vet knew his stuff. He quickly bored a tiny hole in the back of kitten number three's head, inserted a vacuum tube, and had those brains evacuated in no time. No more squirming for that kitty! And once the head had collapsed, it was much easier to extract it.
Something seemed to go wrong with kitten number four. It seemed like Athena had gone into an accidentally induced labor and out popped number four all squirming around with its mouth opening and closing looking for nourishment. “No problem,” said the vet again to the small crowd of interns, “in this case we just submerge the kitten in this bucket filled with a toxic solution.” It took about a minute, maybe less, for the little thing to stop squirming, but it finally got still and ended up on the table with the other three. I was amazed. These vets think of everything.
The vet carefully snipped open the head of number four to retrieve its brain for someone who was coming by later to purchase it. “I want a Lamborghini,” he joked, and we all had a good laugh together.
I was so proud of Athena, my brave little tabby trooper, who remained calm through the whole operation. She got an extra bowl of Purina that night.
But as beautiful as this experience was, there are some narrow minded bigots out there who want to pass a law protecting kittens. They want to set the clock backward and make post-natal cat abortions a crime. Will you contact your congressman and remind him that your cat has a right to choose?

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Anthropomorphizing furry animals is always touching and cute. I bet you grew up watching Bambi. Your story is so inspiring that I'd be surprised if it doesn't create a following of pro-choice copycats.

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Most excellent agitprop. Большое спасибо, Your Equalness.

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Red Square wrote:Anthropomorphizing furry animals is always touching and cute. I bet you grew up watching Bambi. Your story is so inspiring that I'd be surprised if it doesn't create a following of pro-choice copycats.

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Um, your equalness, Bambi is a deer. Deer only exist to screw up car bumpers and grills. Komissar Blogunov has clearly spent his youthful days preoccupied with Milo and Otis! In fact, it could be said that his fright from seeing the scene with the nursing kittens is what unconsciously triggered his trip to the Planned Kittenhood clinic.

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Comrade Stierlitz wrote:Komissar Blogunov has clearly spent his youthful days preoccupied with Milo and Otis! In fact, it could be said that his fright from seeing the scene with the nursing kittens is what unconsciously triggered his trip to the Planned Kittenhood clinic.
It is possible. It may be a feeling associated with a long suppressed memory that was mostly obliterated after some severe head trauma. I'm Googling "hypnotherapists" as we speak, and it seems there's a specialist in Bhatpara with reasonable rates.

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I have to ask: was Athena wearing a Pussy Hat?

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As long as the "tissue" was comfortable during termination, it makes me feel better.

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Ivan Betinov wrote:I have to ask: was Athena wearing a Pussy Hat?
ЛОЛ, товарищ!

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Putin_on_the_Ritz wrote:As long as the "tissue" was comfortable during termination, it makes me feel better.
That, and the knowledge that everything was sterilized in advance should make us all rest better.

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Komissar al-Blogunov wrote:
Putin_on_the_Ritz wrote:As long as the "tissue" was comfortable during termination, it makes me feel better.
That, and the knowledge that everything was sterilized in advance should make us all rest better.

"Autoclave? Autoclave?! We don't need no stinkin' autoclave!!"
--Dr. Kermit Gosnell

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Apparently, cat abortion is a real thing, and pro-choicers struggle with the morality of it.
From the article...
"For some reason, I was appalled. All those tiny lives, snuffed out before they had a chance to begin? I thought of the jingling plastic balls they'd never get to chase, the teenage experimentation with catnip they'd miss out on. What about the pleasure of spending 10 straight hours in a patch of sun, or the joy of sleeping on a human being's face?
Now, I'm pro-choice. I believe in the sovereignty of a woman's body and all that important, now legally threatened hoo-ha. But kittens?

[justify]I've never been one of those people who prioritizes human life above animal life simply because we have the ability to reason. Have you seen the recent public TV shows about dolphins? They're ready to take the MCATs.[/justify][/color]

Yet with the cat abortion, I seem to be prioritizing in the opposite direction.

[justify]Perhaps it's about culpability. An unborn child could wind up being a mass murderer, a corrupt politician, a pedophile. Worst-case scenario with a kitten? It becomes the kind of pain-in-the-ass cat that hides under the bed until guests arrive, then emerges to hiss and gesture demonically."[/justify][justify][/justify]
[justify]The pro-choice argument is extremely cogent. What could be more progressive than executing someone because of what they might become? This is the due process of execution, guilty verdict, and trial of which the Cube is so proud.[/justify][/color]


 
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