Friday morning, Danny and I dropped Mason off at the vet's office for neutering and the removal of his hind dewclaws. The operation and recovery took about six hours. The neutering procedure is less severe than I envisioned: the vet makes a small incision between the base of the penis and the scrotum, and pops the testes out through the incision. The scrotal sac remains but will shrivel up over time.
At 2:30, I returned to the vet's office to pick up Mason, and he came bounding out to me as if nothing had happened. His hind legs were wrapped in gauze, but he didn't so much as limp. The vet and I took Mason into the examination room, and we placed the notorious lamp-shade on his head, so he wouldn't risk opening up his incision. He has to wear it until the 16th. Mason is not a happy camper and initially kept bumping into objects, but he's adjusting to it.
Over the weekend, Danny and I took it easy, staying close to home. We only made a few brief shopping trips, and I spent a good amount of time reading in the family room while Mason and I listened to Classical music (Mason likes Schubert). The high point of the weekend was having Zsolt over for dinner, movies, and music.