Sunday, April 20, 2008

My first war wounds

I adopted a 5 year-old male cat from the SPCA a week ago. Here he is:



Today, I got my first "war wounds." I was trying to trim his claws and he clearly has very bad associations with that:







I think my first mistake was attempting to do this in my underwear. At one point he got his claws in my shoulder and I couldn't remove them -- it was like getting a fish hook stuck in me. At the end of our epic battle I had two claws clipped.

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