I’m doing a favour for someone that involves me spending the night in the Yarra Valley tonight. I have a gorgeous fire going, and I’m kicking back with some yummy cheese. And I’m being genuinely helpful. Love it.
Ikea sent my stuff in a big box. With a cut out door and window and roof peep hole it will make an excellent cat play house for Bill and Ted. 😸😸
Good Luck from the BatBoys!
Feeling a bit snack-ey but wasnt impressed with any of the pantry offerings. Thought about cooking a quick cake or something but no packet mixes left. Then I remembered: I’m an adult and a semi-competent baker, I can just make something from scratch. Oat and choc chip muffins now in the overn.
Had to clip Mickey’s claws a bit - he kept getting them stuck and then not being able to release it and yowling in pain. So I had my partner cuddle him with his oodie, and I used some small curved scissors and just very slightly clipped the very tips of his claws, just to remove the curve.
He did so well, no struggling or freaking out. He wasn’t happy, but he wasn’t afraid. He such a great cat!
I’ll have to grab him a new scratchy thing and keep an eye on his claws.
I was surprised he was as chill as he was. I think it helps that I adopted him when he was 4 months and I’ve handled his paws without doing anything since. Just petting them or kissing them, so he’s already pretty relaxed when I interact with his paws. I just expected him to not like the clipping itself, but yeah, no issues and hasn’t gotten caught on anything since :D
I wish I’d handled her paws more when she was a kitten. I pay someone else to do it. But admittedly, the vet requires her to be drugged before I bring her in so it’s not just me lol
