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I feel like a failure. And I learned a big lesson. I saved these kittens thinking I could tame them and they could get good homes through the humane society. When that didn't happen, I convinced Ken to let them live here, and Toby and Tyler became part of our family. It was up to me however to earn the money to have them neutered, wormed and get their shots. Finally able to have a garage sale to earn the money, I set the date for May. Too late. Toby has turned into a real tom. He's spraying in the house, destroyed a chair, and crys out of control all day and night. With females in heat outside, his main goal has been set. Get outside. If I let him out, I'm putting his life in danger. If I take him to the humane society he will immediately be put down. Plus the chastising I will get for keeping cats I couldn't afford the medical for. So now I'm stuck. In my case, what would you do? Seriously, I need some answers. This is breaking my heart.