My mom has one of those. I've only let her touch my nails with it a dozen times or so. Mom goes really slow with me, as somebody really butchered my nails before she got me, and I tend to panic. Its already been determined that I will NOT "just get over this" with more repetitions. I get yummy treats for just letting her touch a nail with that thing (better already than the clippers). We're working up to more. That feeling in my feet is NOT normal. In the mean time, mom takes me for walks on the concrete to try to keep my nails managable. I really wore them down one day when I tried to get to the pigeons, and spun out!

Mom uses a Dremmel on me... as long as I get cheese the whole time, I suppose I don't mind.

Abby, I know you are not alone. There are plenty of friends that don't like this either. Roo and I don't mind. Mom flips us on our backs on her legs and trims away.

Back in the good ol days I rarely needed my nails trimmed cause we ran around so much. I have never had a problem with people messing with my paws or touching my feet bc Mom made a point of touching me like a groomer or a vet ever since I was a pup. Then one day I got nicked...by the person I trusted most, my Mom. For a couple of years after that Mom didn't trust herself to do my nails anymore and would have the vet or a groomer do it. What she didn't know was how scared I was of the grrrroomers and their nail clippers. One day she happened to see my terror in action: shaking, eyes wide, and peed while having my nails trimmed. After that, Mom determined to do it herself and work on my fear of the clippers. Well, it took a few tiny pieces of roast beef, daily exposure to the nail clippers, and a positive mental attitude, but now Mom clips my nails without a problem and without having to use food anymore. Of course, I still get treats daily, but no more hand fed pieces of roast beef while getting trimmed. Sometimes I'll fall asleep while she's filing my nails. It might not feel normal, but I know it won't hurt.

Abby, maybe you should be negotiating for some roast beef while the mani/pedi is going on. After all, all the best spas offer refreshments during sessions.

I'm still new around here but have experienced sneak attacks whilst sleeping on the couch. Mom has the old fashioned trimmers but dad wants to try the Dremmel on me.

Mom got that dremel thing out to use on me last weekend. She got one nail done and then she grabbed the clippers. I didn't like the noise or the vibration on my foot. I know, I know, it's part of the beauty pagent thing to have lovely (unpainted) nails. Maybe I'm not cut out to be a pagent participant!