I have to get the boys in the carrier in a short time. Andy’s on my computer, waiting to be plucked. Dougy’s somewhere. I better start looking!
No sooner said, then Andy got up and moved over to behind the all-in-one machine to snooze. I think I can catch him still!
Every time is a new adventure. Today, Andy was snap to catch and put in the carrier. He’s at the groomer’s now. Dougy, on the other hand, went into hiding, and I have no idea where that damn cat is! It’s hard enough scheduling the boys in for grooming without this complication.
Dougy might end up not getting groomed today or until July, the next scheduled appointment, if he doesn’t show up within the next hour or so.
WE ARE NOT HAPPY!
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I managed to catch Dougy about 30 minutes before it was too late to take him in for his May trim and bath. He was very upset with me. I was very upset with him.
When I picked the boys up at 11:30, the groomers said they’d been good boys while there. Go figure! And I can vouch for how pretty they look all trimmed and cleaned up. I will post photos of them with their new haircuts, but not today. I’m exhausted from all the running around.
Ali says no fair that they got caught and she is hiding in the closet because she just got brushed out and most of her winter fur in in the brush. Then to top that she got her monthly flea treatment.
We are just so bad for wanting to keep our fur kids looking good.
It’s time for the boys to get their flea treatment, too, but I’m letting them enjoy a day of no hassles today.
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The little dickens! It sounds like Dougy knew early in the day, somehow, that today was grooming day. They are smart little critters, and intuitive, as well. I hope you have found him and gotten him to the groomers by now.
They pick up on clues. I take a shower and dress to go out. I close doors to reduce the number of places they can run to to hide. And, of course, once I catch one of them and put him in the carrier, that’s a big clue! I don’t know what warned Dougy, but he went into hiding pretty early in the process.
“The horror…the horror.” 😉
For all of the hysterics — yes, my kitties protested and cried out from their carrier! — they were good boys once there. I was worried they might act up since they’d acted up (Dougy, anyway) for me. Andy oftentimes gets bored if things take too long, then he becomes less cooperative, but neither scratches or bites while being groomed. Whew!
Oh you are lucky. I do most of the grooming, but every now and then it have no choice but take them to a groomer. Last time Monkey was so aggressive they had to sedate her. :-/
I have the professional trimmers for pets and other tools, but I don’t have the nerve to try to give the boys full cuts. In past, I’d trim out mats, and that was about it. Fortunately, neither cat gets many mats if I keep up on theior grooming. Dougy would be the worst for mats if he didn’t let me brush him. He likes being brushed, in fact, and I think taking the boys to the groomers since they were young has helped condition them to enjoy a day at the cat spa!
You’re lucky. My guys are out in the forest and cow fields, so a lot of burs. Most I can get but some are just too close the skin or…delicate areas.
Ugh! I can imagine how much fun removing burrs from cats has to be! (Even mild kitties like mine strike out if you cause them pain, and removing a burr inevitably causes some pain!) Their predecessor, Louie the ginger cat, used to get into those weeds that have the heads that stick to clothes and fur. That was miserable dealing with, and he was a short-haired cat.
The best is when they come home with porcupine quills! Though usually pretty good about my yanking them.
I didn’t even have to hold Dust Bunny last week. He sat there patiently and let me pull out six. 🙂
Ow! I’m glad I don’t have to deal with that! Poor kitties…!
Luckily it doesn’t happen often. :-/
I suspect once is enough! Cats are smart about things.
I am always siding with the boys over you, Doug, but I must take this opportunity to say that you take take mighty good care of them!!! 😉
I’m the big meany in their lives: take the medicine, hold still while I put flea-tick-heart-worm medicine on you, I’m taking you to the groomers, I’m taking you to the veterinarian’s, etc.
Okay, okay – I gave you credit… 😉
I have my moments…!