We tried to clip Lucie, my big red dog’s toenails this weekend. This is the optimum word, tried. I tried once by myself and failed and then Corvette tried with me. The result was a giant gash on my arm and a threaten to bite Corvette. Not good. We even showed her that it would be ok by clipping Buddy’s toes. This obviously did not make an impression.

So, it looks like we will have to have a groomer do this. I hate to pay just to get the front nails done. Her back nails are worn down from running through the backyard at break-neck speed while leaping over flower pots and Buddy. I have to get this done soon as they are starting to look like talons.

This is the problem with having a big dog. If they do not want something done, it does not happen. All I know is I can not risk being scared for life. Plus maybe if she gets a muzzle strapped on her mug at the groomers she might think twice about ripping my arms up and tearing Corvette’s face off!

If not then so be it. It is either the groomer or I will send her to live with the eagles. They have some mean beaks.