2/14/14 Valentime’s Day and 2/15/14, The Pet-icure

Two blogs for the price of one today since my computer is still acting up:

2/14/14 Valentime’s Day

We celebrated Valentime’s Day.  Mom got her exact replica scarf of the one I chewed a hole in last week  She was very, very, happy.  I glanced up at the table and saw the scarf in her hand, and gave her a knowing Pitbull smile, but she picked it up far over my head and said, “No way!” I think she is on to me.

I got a Dingo rawhide bone (with meat in the middle!) and a whole can of Pedigree Chicken & Rice with some dry food mixed in.  I was a fat and happy girl!

It was when I was prancing around for a (further) treat that Mom noticed something wrong with my paws.  I had cracked one nail badly and the other was about taken off.  Mom immediately called Dr. W.’s office and scheduled me in for the next morning.  Which brings us to 2/15/15, The Pet-icure.

I had never had a pet-icure before.  Usually, my nails are short from running around outside and taking long walks.  However, with the snow piled up and 3 to 6 more inches expected tomorrow throughout the day, my time of running around outside is nil.

Mom figures I broke the nails during one of my Hairy Bullet escapades, running through the house, sliding across the kitchen floor and BAM! Into a cabinet or wall.

Mom put on her coat and I started my usual hide under the table skulk.  I was so surprised when she called me out to Zeus with her!  I was happy; I like the little car.  We took the quick trip to Dr. W.’s and, as usual, I was overwhelmed and overjoyed at the variety of smells and the niceness of the humans who work there.  They are always happy to see me!

A nice young lady took my lead off and put a nylon halter over my head.  Mom waited in the People Room, and the nice lady said, “Don’t worry, Mom’s right outside.”  They put me on a big scale/table thing and one person watched my head while the other person clipped my nails.  She was very careful on the 4th and 5th digits (as she called them) because that’s where the breakage was.  She put a little medicine on for pain (I didn’t have any) because part of the quick is showing on one of the cracked ones, but unless I start hurting or swelling, I will be fine.

I was out of there in 15 minutes, with everyone praising me and telling me I was a good girl.

Mom took me home, let me out, and gave me a hug and a treat.  The pet-icure was not bad at all!

I hope everyone had a very Happy Valentime’s Day, and that all you humans got wet food and a Dingo treat, too!

Woof!

Love, Maggie

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