And I Thought Declawing Was Bad?

Once upon a time in our household, there was the question of whether or not to declaw Tabby. So far the “not to declaw” camp (a.k.a. mine) is winning. But once in a while (like lately when Tab’s paying a little too much attention to the carpet on the stairs) Wayne’s camp raises the issue again. However, Tab need not worry about me doing anything to her claws other than trimming them. (Something I haven’t done in a while and why her paying attention to the carpet is posing a problem.) The whole to declaw or not debate sprung to … Continue reading

I Did It! I Trimmed Tabby’s Nails!

I had no idea the reaction I’d draw from my To Declaw or Not to Declaw, That is the Question post. It started with Wayne. He read it and wasn’t very happy with me. “So you’re not going to schedule her to get declawed, huh? I just might have to take time off work and do it myself, is that what you’re saying?” Gulp. (Half the time he doesn’t read my blog posts so I feel a little freer to express myself more commandingly than I would otherwise.) Then I got a couple of comments from readers weighing in with … Continue reading

To Declaw or Not to Declaw, That is the Question

My husband and I have been spoiled. Mr. Meow, who we found at our apartment complex after he’d been abandoned almost eight years ago, came to us declawed. (His front claws at least. He still has his back ones.) Now we’ve got Tabby. Not only did she come to us pregnant, she came intact with all her claws, front and back. It’s been somewhat of an adjustment. When Mr. Meow “makes biscuits” (kneads) our bellies, it’s a pleasant feeling. When Tabby does it…ouch! When she got spayed, they trimmed her nails. That was nice! But that was over a month … Continue reading