Maggie Roo has a Puppy Date this weekend, and she insisted on not stinking to high heaven before the date.
I can't figure out why... don't dogs like stank?
Anyway, I took her to U-Do-It Dog Wash and scrubbed her clean. She even got oatmeal shampoo and blueberry facial scrub. Towards the end, I decided that her nails were too long but that I didn't want to pay the extra $8 to have someone else do it.
My dad's a veterinarian, I reasoned...surely I should be able to clip my own dog's nails.
Of course I should be able to clip them myself. Unfortunately, I am terrible at it.
Maggie bled. It was horrible.
She was still bleeding when we got home.
I tied her up in the front yard and waited for a bit.
Still bleeding...only now there was blood all over our porch.
I tried tamping the flow with flour (advise from Poppa-Bear last time I injured my baby).
Still bleeding...now with flour everywhere.
After I while, I decided that only time could heal this...
so I wrapped her paws (just 2) in paper towels and then in two plastic bags, securing with tape.
|She hates her life.|
Needless to say, she survived, but I felt terrible. She was miserable for the few hours I made her stay tied up. At least she got a rockin' bandanna out of the deal.
No more nail clipping for me.