I don't know what momma's talking about when she says that she loves to get a relaxing pedicure. Today momma and daddy decided that my long nails were out of style and that I needed a trim. Momma loaded up a wooden spoon with peanut butter, but I was suspicious.
Sure enough daddy had those awful nail cutters. I HATE to have my nails cut and and will let you know about it if you try. Well I really hate to have the nails on my front paws cut. I don't really even notice when he's working on my back paws.
Long story short, I survived and I got peanut butter. I did scream a little, but nothing compared to my drama queen sister, Lily. You would have thought daddy was cutting off her toes. I think he was only able to trim a few before she just freaked out too much. No photos this time since it takes both momma and daddy to handle the cutting duties.
Sorry to Say (Dogs and Guilt, Revisited)
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