Waffles gets neutered tomorrow. This is how the conversation went:
Me: Waffles, you’re going to the vet tomorrow to get neutered, pack your bags.
Waffles (photo 1): Neutered? Whats that?
Me: Oh, just a simple, minor surgery.
Waffles (photo 2): Ohhhhhh ouch. What kind of surgery?
Me: They take your harbles.
Waffles (photo 3): NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
