So Aunt Joy and I talked about getting her groomed but Aunt Joy said that was more expensive than a cut for a person. So Aunt joy started cutting her hair... and it was one of the worst cuts I had ever seen. So today Aunt Joy decided to fix it.
When I returned from Starbucks with Aunt Joy's drink I found Panda on the kitchen table (where I at least eat, by the way) being trimmed with ginormous scissors. And Panda just laid there and let Aunt Joy do whatever she wanted to her.
Although, she did look pretty scared sometimes... Anyway, Aunt Joy did make her look better but I couldn't help but laugh most of the time. You can't see the cuts as well now that she's been washed but I think it's going to grow in very poorly. After we finished grooming her and bathing her I figured why don't we also cut her nails. The only problem is Panda has black nails so you can't see the wick and if you can't see the wick then there's a good chance you could accidentally cut the vein. Aunt Joy usually cuts their nails but had never done Panda's so I was in charge of it since I was so adamant about them being cut. So I got the clippers and measured so that I took off the least bit possible. And that's when Panda freaked. She would let you go at her with a pair of large scissors but go at her with some clippers and she yelps at you! So I was obviously freaking out because I never cut the nails. So I agreed to hold Panda while Aunt Joy tried. We finally learned what Panda will not tolerate.
I suggested we do Millie because she's the one who usually jumps up and ends up scratching me when I'm only wearing shorts anyway. And with summer practically here already I didn't want people to think I was being abused. I wanted to hold her and explained that ever since my mom accidentally cut Oliver's vein cutting his nails I have never been able to be the cutter. So I hold Millie and Aunt Joy cuts her nails. She only does one before going "Uh oh."
She barely cut one and through all the years of me being here and holding her dogs while she cut not ONCE has she messed up but I jinxed us today.
So there's blood going everywhere, I'm yelling at Aunt Joy to go get a tissue or something. She's trying to press on the nail to stop the bleeding but Millie keeps squirming and getting it on the couch. Then all of sudden Aunt Joy yells "OMG it's on your shirt!" She takes Millie from me quickly and I get up and walk over to the kitchen fairly calm. "What do I do?"
"Take it off and throw it in the sink!" she screams.
I look at her a second like she's lost her mind. Then I hurriedly take off my new white top with the sliding glass door open, giving anyone if they happened to go out on their balcony full view and drenched it. The blood came off pretty quickly and it's now laying downstairs on a towel while it dries.
What I'm trying to say is Aunt Joy was more worried about my top than her bleeding dog.
While I changed she tried to hold onto Millie and press on the wound. She held onto it for about as long as she could but Millie persisted. Then I had to take Millie out for a walk and it started bleeding again but it seems fine now.
So that was my day.... tomorrow should be much better since I'm hanging out with Sarah at May Fest but today was certainly quite a start to my weekend!
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