It's never 'fun' when we see the nail trimmer come out. We get flipped on our backs, paws to the breeze, and prepare for the worst.
Mom was trimming our nails when Daddy walked into the room and accidently kicked my ball. Well, we all know how I am about my ball by now so yes, I pulled away just as Mom was clipping. Needless to say, she knicked my quick a tiny tiny bit. It didn't even bleed unless you pushed on my paw but yikes! That was too close for comfort.
Bad thing was that it happened with toe #3 -- I still had to lie there with 13 more toes to go ... with my ball laying just inches away from me!
I milked it though. Mom got the guilts ... and I got a cookie.
Madeleine on Sep 18 at 10:16 PM