D-Day

I just overheard mommy talking on the phone. It wasn't good. D-day is March 25th. D-DAY!!!! As in D-balling. I am getting neutered! I hate to think what that means but I am certain I have an idea. This is not my idea of fun, but mommy and daddy seem to think it is a good thing to do. I am scared! I am terrified! Maybe grandma will hide me while she is visiting and I won't have to go! Daddy....listen to me daddy.....we are boys, we need to stick together! Don't let them take my manhood!