Strange things happen when we sleep. I can certainly agree to that.
This has happened too often for me to dismiss it as an unusual occurrence. You see, there are times after a good hearty filling of Mama’s goodness, I will doze off to sleep (like most good-mannered babies….ahem!). When I wake up, I usually like to do a little stretch, with my hands stroking and playing near my face and hair areas. This time, I noticed they are GONE!! My claws are gone!!!
There was this one time I tried to protect my claws by gripping my fists tightly when I went to bed. The moment I felt someone try to pry it open, I tried to open my eyes to see how this brutal act was commited. Alas1 I would always remain too sleepy to figure out the truth, but it looked like Papa was fiddling around with yet another gadget – this time a small silver clipper thingy.
Ah well…if declawing is for my own good, then I guess I shall just have to accept that. Maybe when I’m older I will get to protect my claws better and keep my Wolverine dreams alive…:-D
2 comments:
When you are older, you will start to enjoy these declawing sessions and even sit still waiting for Papa to finish his job!
Teeheehee! Claws indeed, young sir...
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