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It is Mani-Pedi day and everyone has to have claws trimmed back and wild eyebrows that bend into our eyes and make them sore, tamed. Along with this is an eye bath, well, OK, cat grit removed from the corners of our eyes. Then is the BIGGIE. Only some of us need it - NOT ME! I am whistle clean and as sparkly as a new pin in the '3rd eye' department. But that kitten, Pearl, Maybe it is because she is a perfect peach colour does her butt have the darkness of a Halloween Night and to me it smells like the pits of despair. She point blank refuses to wash her own muck, snarling her lips into a crude smile when she washes too close to the edge. This leaves a slightly damp pungent aroma wherever she trails her tail and we all have a good sniff and recoil in horror. It must run in the family. Flaire too, at the moment, is leaving the butthole to the great unwashed. OK, she can be forgiven, she can't bend over that far because her belly is full of teeny tiny next generation Maystarlings and washing anything other than her face and belly is out.
The Mani-Pedi is OK, I am the very best at it and never utter a word. Laying there whilst I am trimmed, filed and polished. Anything to be next to Momma. I love Momma and she can do no wrong in my eyes. Pearl, on the other paw, is like a true wildling and screams like a stuck pig at the sight of the nail clippers. Momma tames her with a few magic words. I have never heard them, I am an Angel and she tells me so. Manslave is always complaining about the length of them as we all like to shoulder surf and gouge great rifts out of his back and shoulders making him bleed. So it's off with your claws with the lot of us!
Time to take that one stuck pig, Pearl, and wash it's bum. Holey moley, the noise and language from one so young! The twisting and turning and the savage remarks, all before the cotton wool reaches the desired location. It takes ManSlave to hold her and Momma to wash it! Then she is let lose where upon you would think this savage, screaming beast would turn around and attack the culprits. No, she rolls over onto her back and PURRRRRRS! Not called Purrrrrly for nothing then, but why all the noise and bravado? Red head. Likes to have the last meowl. Her Mother, Flaire, sits apart from the clowder watching the antics and gives her a sharp clout when Pearl gets close enough.
The Parentals can't squeeze Flaire too much during this washing process for fear of poppage, so gently does she slither away from ManSlave, leaving Momma holding her tail upright like the vets does, just to keep her from sitting down with a soapy arse. Am I allowed to say arse? ::giggles:: I could say butt again? ::snigger:: How come it's called a butt? Goats butt with their heads not heir rumps. But rumps doesn't sound as funny as butt ::gafaw:: Anyway, I digress. Finally, Flaire is washed clean and waddles about thanking them with tail held high to dry off and she wiggles and tremors her tail from side to side and lets out a yell. She always yells, no chirrupy sweet noises, she is Gracie's Daughter after all!
Faith likes to complain and hiss at anyone coming close during her mani-pedi and Lillibet is a superstar. Considering she is the unstable one, she quite likes a bit of pampering, especially when you get treats at the end! Oh and the treats are those really good ones. The freeze dried chicken bites with ducky strips and Lillibet not liking either of those gets a wormer! Yes, a crunchy herbal treat to stave off worms, but she in non the wiser and no one else likes them! I give you more tails of the unexpected next week. So until then, be naughty and fun for your hoomans.
With love to my loyal followers and snooty looks down my sniffer.
Love from Queen Vee =^..^=
The Mani-Pedi is OK, I am the very best at it and never utter a word. Laying there whilst I am trimmed, filed and polished. Anything to be next to Momma. I love Momma and she can do no wrong in my eyes. Pearl, on the other paw, is like a true wildling and screams like a stuck pig at the sight of the nail clippers. Momma tames her with a few magic words. I have never heard them, I am an Angel and she tells me so. Manslave is always complaining about the length of them as we all like to shoulder surf and gouge great rifts out of his back and shoulders making him bleed. So it's off with your claws with the lot of us!
Time to take that one stuck pig, Pearl, and wash it's bum. Holey moley, the noise and language from one so young! The twisting and turning and the savage remarks, all before the cotton wool reaches the desired location. It takes ManSlave to hold her and Momma to wash it! Then she is let lose where upon you would think this savage, screaming beast would turn around and attack the culprits. No, she rolls over onto her back and PURRRRRRS! Not called Purrrrrly for nothing then, but why all the noise and bravado? Red head. Likes to have the last meowl. Her Mother, Flaire, sits apart from the clowder watching the antics and gives her a sharp clout when Pearl gets close enough.
The Parentals can't squeeze Flaire too much during this washing process for fear of poppage, so gently does she slither away from ManSlave, leaving Momma holding her tail upright like the vets does, just to keep her from sitting down with a soapy arse. Am I allowed to say arse? ::giggles:: I could say butt again? ::snigger:: How come it's called a butt? Goats butt with their heads not heir rumps. But rumps doesn't sound as funny as butt ::gafaw:: Anyway, I digress. Finally, Flaire is washed clean and waddles about thanking them with tail held high to dry off and she wiggles and tremors her tail from side to side and lets out a yell. She always yells, no chirrupy sweet noises, she is Gracie's Daughter after all!
Faith likes to complain and hiss at anyone coming close during her mani-pedi and Lillibet is a superstar. Considering she is the unstable one, she quite likes a bit of pampering, especially when you get treats at the end! Oh and the treats are those really good ones. The freeze dried chicken bites with ducky strips and Lillibet not liking either of those gets a wormer! Yes, a crunchy herbal treat to stave off worms, but she in non the wiser and no one else likes them! I give you more tails of the unexpected next week. So until then, be naughty and fun for your hoomans.
With love to my loyal followers and snooty looks down my sniffer.
Love from Queen Vee =^..^=
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