January 5, 2020

White Dog looked at the tools Steve was laying out on the bed and, along with every other pup, headed out of the room. Unsuspecting Pearl trotted in from the yard right into Steve's waiting arms.

"Come on Pearly Pearl, you need a nail trim! How did those dewclaw nails get to be so long?"  He put our stoic Watcher on my lap and I wrapped her in love. "Don't worry, Sweet One, dad is very gentle and you will feel better after."

She immediately tucked all of her legs under her; I think this is a maneuver taught in WDA basic training. We coaxed each leg out and in turn trimmed the talons she had developed. 

It took less than 5 minutes because Pearl resigned herself unfussingly to the task...and I think focused on my whispered, "Of course, there will be an extra treat for your pain." She could see the duck jerky just waiting on the computer desk. It was HERS if she survived.