Anxious? Moi?

I just phoned the vet for the third time... the first time to make an appointment for the sterilisation, the second time to ask whether it'll be a "castration" (where they can still go in heat) or a real sterilisation (take out all the bits and pieces), the third (just now) to ask if it's definitely ok that I drop them off tomorrow morning and not tonight.
I just can't stand the thought of those poor monsters defenseless creatures sleeping in a kennel at the vet's with that terrifying smell and no idea why they're there. What if they think we've abandoned them? What if it traumatises them?! They've already got an attachment disorder for crying out loud! They were abandoned by their mother! How much more can my poor little kitties take?
Ahem.
Excuse me. I might be going a little overboard here.

It makes me feel better knowing they'll only be gone a day. Hopefully they'll be under the knife before they realise they're not at home and afterwards too groggy to realise anything at all.

I hope nothing goes wrong.
Aack.

They have to have an empty stomache for tomorrow, but they keep eating flies... this is not going to be easy.

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