Last week, these were my toes. Notice the toe-hawk that I'm sporting. I've been working on it for months. (Sorry for the weird picture - Mom was "trying out" some photography stuff. :rolling eyes: Usually, we try to spare you guys her "experiments," but in this case, it couldn't really be helped since this is the best picture we have of my toe-hawk.)
Apparently, Dad noticed my super duper toe-hawk, too. Because he got some scissors and oh.my.paw. Check out what he did:
Look at my poor, naked, toe-hawkless toes. The horror! This is so embarrassing. I put up with a lot around here. My poor, delicious, pink ears take quite a beating. Someone *cough*EG*cough* is always trying to grab my tail. I only get fed twice a day. I could go on and on. I can't believe what he did to me. All because he didn't want me "to slip on the floor." Dude! What the paw? And it's not even EVEN! And to add insult to injury, he was trying to get Mom to give me tummy scritches while he was cutting on my toe-hawk. Like that would make a difference. I give her props, though, because she told him that this was his project and she wasn't having any part of it. hehe
Tazo here: On a lighter note, here is a picture of me looking out the window. For TAZO TUESDAY. Ahem. Yes, TAZO TUESDAY.