Are you kidding? Touch the feet? What planet am I on? It's WW3! The week I adopted her, the vet tried to cut them. We tried pate liver in the muzzle to get that on, cookies, treats, NO WAY! Went home, at no charge. Next time, I sedated her, but she fought that, as sleepy as she was, so no can do. The 3rd time, sedation and a shot, so it was clip and file, but she was not a happy camper coming out from sedation. Last time, after a week of preparing, making it a fun game, we muzzled her at home. The vet cut while the tech held her head and she stared at me with those big dreamy brown eyes in horror. She was actually perfect. Not a peep. But she won't even let me touch her front paws at any time. She'll permit me to wipe her muddy back legs but it's torture (for me) to wipe the front. Since I haven't been able to walk her properly since my back surgery, and I got a fence, her nails don't file down as quickly. And they're black so I can't see the quik.
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