The Inevitable Declawing

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.

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