Two Unhappy Kitties

I never got Oci spayed at the vets. Since I only had one cat, I was never worried about kittens since she was only an inside kitty. Don't forget, this is telling a story. A much longer story than I first anticipated, but still a story. Oci had went into heat, and Oscar was having a fit. He was being extra mean to everybody. He would bite Oci's neck and flip her over like he wanted to pin her down, then run away. He was still a kitten so he wasn't sure why he was feeling the way he did, but you could tell his primal instincts were kicking in. I put a diaper on Oci to stop any messes that may have occurred, and this pissed Oscar off so badly. He would bite at the diaper and try to take it off, even though he didn't know why he wanted it off. Oscar was a big ole bag of hormones; so we decided it would be best to get him neutered. The vet said we should wait until nine months, so we set up an appointment and decided to separate the two cats. This made Oscar very angry. He started roaring (the best he could) at the doors until somebody would open the door and he could slip out. Oci was also being very vocal, she was making the weirdest noises I have ever heard out of a cat. She sounded like chewbacca in a way; it like a “ohharorororo” if I had to explain it. She was mixing bread on everything she could get her little paws on. She was being extra lovey, and she was not a lovey cat. She is honestly quite stand offish, but she had her moments where she wanted some love. Seperating Oscar and Oci was the best thing to do since kittens were not an option for us. Could Oscar even get her pregnant since he was a kitten himself? Who knows, but I wasn’t taking any chances.  This made Oscar pretty mad (picture prooves it)