This ol' gal is feisty, let me tell you! She lets me brush her until I get to the hindquarters and then it's "hands off"! She'd already begun to develop mats close to the skin and no amount of gentle brushing would get them out so I bought an electric razor at Pet Supplies Plus, watched the DVD and decided to shave just her hindquarters. At her age, I don't want to anesthetize her just to have her groomed, especially seeing that she has cardiomyopathy, so I figured I may as well give it a whirl. I'm not concerned that she look like she just came from the groomer's because if she did, everyone would ask if the groomer was drunk.

Anyhow, Pidge had already had enough by the time I did her right hindquarter and then she began batting the razor out of my hand. Doing that w/a brush is one thing but if the razor drops and gets broken, well, I can't have that. So I decided to leave the left side for tomorrow. I don't want to stress her. Sigh. This Fur Posse really has had me jumping through hoops this last year or so. Aw, it's ok, they're my furkids. I just want them to be happy and healthy. Right now, Pidge is sitting on the back of the sofa, her green eyes daring me to touch her.