Poor Dolly is going to get declawed. I still hadn’t decided if I was going to do it, so it’s sort of a relief to know that it’s not an option anymore. I probably would have had to do it eventually, so it’s better now than later. I’ll miss the way she catches toys in the air with her claws, or the way she kneads when I pick her up. I won’t miss the scratches on my nose when she decides that it’s some form of prey. She also likes to jump as high as she can on the walls, and scrape all the way down with four feet. I think she releases her climbing frustrations that way, even though she never stays up. It makes a sound like nails on a chalkboard. Yeah. Won’t be missing that.