When the boys were babies I got them used to having their claws trimmed regularly, Riley in particular was perfectly happy with me doing it for the first 18 months but in the last year he has turned into a little
at manicure time.
I had taken to chasing him round the room, capturing him and then having a tug of war with his front legs while he squeals like I'm about to amputate his paws! He is so strong that I just can't hold him when he's thrashing about and after a few minutes of wrestling he escapes my grip before rushing off with a swishing tail. As he (foolishly
) loves and trusts me he is back within minutes and then we repeat step one several times until I'm physically out of breath through the wrestling/chasing
Anyway, tonight the above scene was played out. The score was 7-0 to Riley so I decided to change tactics
I sprinkled a large pile of dreamies on the settee and miraculously he let me trim all his claws while he devoured the pile
Lukey is much easier to do and doesn't need bribing but I made sure he got a pile of dreamies as a reward anyway
Can't believe I struggled for the past year when it is so easy with the treats, 1-0 to the dreamies!