Smudge enjoys being combed too. I clack the loop blade against the back of the slicker, and he trots into the kitchen and purrs at me. (Of course, then he wanders all over the place while I brush him, but that's just because he's happy!) The Furminator looks interesting - when Smudge gets mats, it's because they're down by his belly where he still won't let me comb him, but maybe I'll give it a try.

When I need to scissor a mat out, I just loosely place a dishtowel over his front paws, and he's less inclined to take a swipe at me (at least for a couple more seconds!) Sometimes if I see an incipient mat in his mane, he'll just let me work it out with my fingers. He has long, ultra-fine, ultra-fluffy fur, and this damp weather really makes it important to keep an eye on his coat. It's a lot neater since he's been getting 3V Caps in his food, though. He didn't need to be talked into that one, since it's fish oil!

Love, Columbine