Thanks to my good friend, who happens to be a groomer, Roscoe was treated to a nail-trim this evening. My husband and I each took a turn holding him down while she clipped and dremmelled each nail. He was so happy afterwards - its been way too long. And now his nails don't go "clink, clink, clink" down the hallway.
Usually Roscoe likes to nose his way into photos. As seen here:
C and the nice fire December 2009
Preggers April 2006
Baby M October 2006
But the nail trim must have worn him out - M took this picture of him this evening. He wouldn't even budge off of the floor. He was all tuckered out from the excitement: