Kali is a big baby. I trimmed her front claws today, and she wailed like I'd murdered her on each one, and flailed about and tried to kill me. (I just trimmed off the very, very, very tip, not even an eigth of an inch, so far from the quick there's no way on earth she could have felt it.
Silly cat.
Silly cat.
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Date: 2006-10-29 05:52 am (UTC)The ironic thing is, we decided to get an adult cat because we didn't want a kitten tearing around my studio space and getting into my projects. And we picked Kali because she seemed very laid back and calm. (She is, for a few hours in any day, when she's sleepy.)
Then we got her home, and once she got used to this place, well....
She "helps" me sew a LOT. Always trying to kill my fur for me, and she regards the scissors as her arch enemy.
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Date: 2006-10-29 07:04 am (UTC)(Well, not really, I don't think that's possible.)
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Date: 2006-10-30 02:39 pm (UTC)Our dog that apperently had my mother's number so to speak. She would put the clippers to his nail and he would howl in pain. She figured she was doing something to hurt him and took him to the vet. The vet said show me and she touched his claw with the clippers and he howled. After which the vet took the clippers from her and went up to our dog and went clip, clip, clip and the dog just sat there without a peep. The vet then handed the clippers back to my mother and said "this dog has your number."
You should have seen my mother's face. lol. He was a very smart dog.
(and no I'm not saying that your cat is trying to fool you, your story just reminded me about this one.)