I have made excuses for the past three nights. Enough is enough. Tonight is the night. Equipment is ready, two different clippers, the styptic powder & Q-tip (like taking an umbrella so it won't rain). The chair is moved under the bright kitchen light and my husband is seated in the chair.
The lucky pig gets put back in her cage and I have to break it to the victim, "It's time to do nails". As if she can't figure this out by my pounding heart, shaking hands and sweaty palms.
It isn't like I am new to trimming nails. I showed one dog in the obedience ring and the other one in conformation. Heaven forbid you showed up with anything but perfectly trimmed feet. I also trimmed the nails and beak of my pet starling, but guinea pig nails are so tiny.
I choose the human toe nail clippers. I never got comfortable with the cat scissor type. Better a little squeeze than a cut quick. All goes well, no blood. Zoe gets a cuddle and a piece of apple for being such a good girl and then the words she has been waiting for, "Back to your cage".
So how many of you dread trimming toe nails as much as me?
The lucky pig gets put back in her cage and I have to break it to the victim, "It's time to do nails". As if she can't figure this out by my pounding heart, shaking hands and sweaty palms.
It isn't like I am new to trimming nails. I showed one dog in the obedience ring and the other one in conformation. Heaven forbid you showed up with anything but perfectly trimmed feet. I also trimmed the nails and beak of my pet starling, but guinea pig nails are so tiny.
I choose the human toe nail clippers. I never got comfortable with the cat scissor type. Better a little squeeze than a cut quick. All goes well, no blood. Zoe gets a cuddle and a piece of apple for being such a good girl and then the words she has been waiting for, "Back to your cage".
So how many of you dread trimming toe nails as much as me?