The little cat that adopted us went to the vet's today for neutering. It's one thing to be adopted by a cat, it's something else entirely to find a litter of kittens living under your deck. My daughter-in-law works at the vet office and got us a deal on a neutering job, and I'm very grateful for that. The cat's a little groggy, so we'll leave it in the carrier until Milady gets home in another hour.
The cat is in no particular distress, but I bet that it is no mood to play, and Beau is worried sick about his cat.
They've become fast friends, and Beau can't figure out why that cat won't come out and play. He's going to worry himself (and pester me) until Milady gets home to release the cat.