Butternut had a date with the groomer today. I am so tired of trying to comb the knots out of his little armpits and chasing him around to clean the litter box indiscretions from his back side. He hates to be combed and runs away from me the second he sees the comb coming. So, he got an official lion cut, under sedation of course. He is 14.3 lbs and has quite the poochy belly. I'd leave it to your imagination, but he's so funny looking that I had to post some pictures of him.
Pre-Lion Cut
Post-Lion Cut
Enduring Teasing from the Other Cats
1 comment:
Ok, you know that I am not a big cat-lover (though I am not the hater I once was either, I guess you are slowly having an affect) but what you did to that cat is just shy of torture status. It would be like making someone walking everywhere they went completely naked. So, I must admit, I felt a little sorry for the fella (I think this is the first emotion any cat has ever produced in me) :)
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