...it is from that hour that I incline to date my Spiritual New-birth, or Baphometic Fire-baptism; perhaps I directly thereupon began to be a Pig.

March 02, 2006

Nailtrimming extravaganza

We had to trim the piggies' nails the other night, which is always an adventure. They don't like it any more than we do. Maude's nails are a little easier to cut, because they're clear, so you can see (and avoid) the vein inside them, but she's much more nervous about the whole operation. Bessie, on the other hand, is as cool as can be while her black nails make exsanguination by mani/pedicure a distinct possibility. All this aside, the nail-trimming went quite well, and quite quickly. Here is Mr. Pigblogmistress consoling Maude after the ordeal.And I guess the dandelion is for pigs what the post-injection lollipop is for humans: a little comfort food, and a reward for being brave. Good job, Maude!


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