so after much debate and angst, we are taking the little kitty to have his "marbles" wacked off!
last weekend was supposed to be tom tom's last in our house. the hubs was going to take him to the humane society. but he decided to get all teary-eyed on me, so we compromised. we're getting him neutered and if that doesn't calm him down, he's gone. i seriously have been stressed to the max because of all the terror this little guy has caused. let's hope for the best!