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On the heels of yesterday’s “Where Does Poop Come From” post where Mikey asked me how I pee without a hoo-hoo, I figured I will tell a little story to further emphasize that it truly is possible to urinate without the male anatomy.

I have a good friend that has this beautiful black cat that looks like a housecat-sized black panther.  His name is Rex and he’s this gentle giant that lounges around waiting to be doted on and massaged by any cat lovers that enter his residence.

Earlier this year Rex kept getting sick and listless.  It turned out that he kept getting a blockage that wouldn’t allow him to pass urine.  I imagine there were antibiotics and a number of other measures taken to stop this recurring issue, but nothing worked and Rex almost died. He lost several pounds.  He was like a water balloon—his bladder just filling up with urine and expanding with no way to release it.

Finally in desperation, my friend took him back to the vet, again.  I think she thought she was going to have to euthanize her cat but it seemed there was one more option…surgery.  Everyone who has ever had a beloved pet has either put themselves in the scenario, or actually experienced a situation where they have had to decide the “amount” that they are willing to spend to save their furry family member.

Rex had surgery, to the tune of God only knows how much!  When my friend told me that the tomcat was now a female, I thought she meant that she had had him neutered.  Yeah…No…Rex is a transgender feline…he actually had a sex change.  The surgery was to shorten the segment of urethra that kept getting clogged with waste, and that involved removing the cat’s wiener and creating a female type of “pee hole.”  I believe that is other the technical term for urethra.

Today Rex is a hulk of “thomasina” cat, perfectly comfortable in his/her own skin.  I affectionately changed his name to Tranny Rex (tranny being short for transgender or transsexual—which ever applies—I couldn’t really decide which one was more appropriate to the situation.)

He uses his litter box regularly, has put on weight , and the appetite is back, so it seems whatever the sum for this radical, lifesaving surgery was well invested  except for the black cat hair all over the back of the yellow sofas…on second thought…

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