We take Wish to get his nails clipped instead of clipping them ourselves because 1) he has dark nails and we're thus more likely to accidentally cut them too short and 2) he does not seem, shall we say, to liken regular foot maintenance as a soothing pedicure. Taking him in to Petco costs $10 and the whole process is over in about five minutes - so while it's not a day the three of us look forward to, it's the best option. I think it will get easier as he continues to get used to the doctor, the groomer, and so on.
Today was a little first. It was nail-clipping day, but we also requested the fur-between-his-toes trim. His paws had definitely gotten a little wild, but I didn't realize how scraggly until I saw his neatly groomed little toes afterward.
So handsome! I keep laughing whenever I look at those little feet. That's not strange at all.
On the way home, we stopped for Josh to grab us lunch, and I turned around and saw Wish grinning in the backseat and was glad I had my camera in my purse. "I'M SO GLAD THAT'S DONE," he is thinking.
This is his I THINK I SEE JOSH face, by the way, which I love:
Wish won't admit it - well, setting aside the reality that I probably shouldn't expect him to ever admit anything - but he's happy with it.
Now Sunday dinner is on the stove and my calligraphy book is waiting patiently for my daily practice session. I'll recap the rest of the weekend tomorrow. Hope yours was restful and fun!