One of the area pet stores had a feline toenail clipping event last weekend.  I’ve never cut the toenails of a cat, and I don’t think I want to.  We had a cat who was raised outdoors on a farm. When Midnight came to live us, he used the lilac bush in the backyard to keep his claws in trim.  Shredded the bark on a regular basis, but Mom never had to worry about the furniture. I can’t imagine holding a squirming cat long enough to nip the pointy little ends off its claws.

I had a Labrador that would allow me to do just about anything, including clipping her toenails. Although she whined and acted worried, she never withheld her paw. The dog who followed her wouldn’t allow anyone to touch her feet, even when she got balls of ice between her toes on a winter hike. The vet had to trim her toenails when he knocked her out to clean her teeth.

The Current Dog doesn’t seem to have any qualms about people messing with her feet, or her teeth, for that matter. But holding still is another matter. It’s worth the extra money at the groomer’s to get the job done without hassle.