Huck and Holden, the 14- and 15-pound tomcats of Roseholme Cottage, continue to romp and wrestle during their dawn and dusk playtimes. Lacking any prey larger than the occasional spider, the Broad Ripple Miniature Biting Tiger and the Floof Lion of SoBro fight pretty rough -- so far, neither has been cut or scratched, and while Huck is more than willing to bite an ear, he has refrained from biting through.
Nevertheless, they are wery well armed and I try to keep their front claws trimmed. (Back claws are more difficult.) They don't enjoy it; Holden is minded to bite, though he can be jollied out of it, and Huck complains quite piteously. The trick is to get the subject fairly relaxed, then start in and get the claws trimmed before they quite figure out what's going on.
Treats follow a successful nail-trimming, and the more often the cats have a manicure, the more likely they are to remember that. Maybe someday, I'll even get them to not minding a rear-feet claw trim.
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