Of toenails and blood

Ugh! Last night we tried to chop Star’s nails while he was relaxing on his bed. Got through the first three nails on a back foot, but the fourth…Marty hit the quick, Star squealed, and that was the end of that. Star didn’t want anything to do with the warm towel and QuickStop, but he acquiesed when he saw that he had no choice. He had this wounded look in his eyes, like “How could you?!?” and avoided Marty for the rest of the evening.

We’ll finish chopping the remaining toenails another night.


1 comment so far

  1. Natalie on

    Pooooor Baby!!!!! I am coming to get him!!!!!

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