Easter

Clovie and I hope you have a wonderful Easter weekend!

Pedicure

Back for another tooth trim and pedicure on this beautiful, sunny Spring like day.  And how many people does it take to trim Clovie's toenails?  Three.

One to hold his butt up in the air, one to trim with the Pedipaws, and one to take the picture.

 

 

 

Rebuffed

I CANNOT resist pulling those little tufts of fur that stick out when Clovis is moulting (and it seems he is forever moulting).  He really does not like it and runs off when I do.  This is the indignant look and stance I get:

STOP THAT !

The thing is, somewhere in the back of my mind I think I recall Bunnits saying she could spin yarn out of Clovis fur if I saved it and I thought what a nice memento that would be, to wear a scarf or sweater as soft as Clovie, knitted from his fur. (Maybe Bunnits was spinning a yarn...) Anyway, I am filling a sandwich bag with fur I have sneakily collected.

Well, unfortunately he is on to me. If I even reach over to pet him he takes off. When I put his food dish down sometimes he shies away until he is sure I'm not going to touch him. What have I done? I feel terrible! I'm working on trying to reverse that and pet NICELY.

I wonder how much fur you need for a skein of yarn...

Am I nuts or what?

 

Day at the Spa

I did a little blog catching up today and it appears I am not the only one who either has not much to say or is too busy to say it. I view January as my month to hibernate and I am just now beginning to venture out of my winter cave. 

This morning I took Clovis to the vet for his tooth and nail trim.  Instead of clipping his toenails, Dr. Heather used a sanding tool. I think it was a Pedi Paws. 

It's got a rotating sander and runs on batteries.  Clovie didn't struggle at all except a little when she did his back feet. I think he sort of enjoyed the vibration. For a minute there he looked like he was going to fall asleep. It took longer but it worked great. Dr. Heather referred to his visit as more of a day at the spa. I do not think that is what Clovis was thinking.

Holiday Wishes

Clovie and I wish you peace, love and joy.

Mango Nectar

Yes, we are still here...

Lickin' his plate

I seem to have developed a sensitivity to coffee (darn it...) so I sip a glass of juice when I sit with Clovie on weekend mornings. The first time I brought in my juice, Clovie's amazingly sensitive olfactory radar instantly picked up the sweet smell of my mango nectar. He was all over me in a second.

 

When he's not looking I pour a little puddle of juice on his plate for a treat.

He laps it right up...

Clovis was Here """

I would not classify Clovis as much of a chewer but he has left his little teethmarks on a few chosen items. For example, the rungs of the antique chair he sleeps under, or the filing cabinet that sits in the corner of his room.

 

The old mission oak rocker I bought back in the 70's.

 

This paperback, "Lucifer's Hammer", he selected from the bookshelf upstairs.

I don't mind the chewing unless it is
harmful to him or something that needs to remain toothmark free. I've caught him chewing on cords but I think he does it just to get my attention; he knows it's a no no.

The thing is, when he's gone, I am going to love seeing those little Clovie marks and remember him fondly.



Me? No, the cat did it...