Posts Tagged ‘dremel’

Puttin’ on My Top Hat

Hello all you beautiful Pug Slopers!

Sorry that it’s been a while since you heard from me directly. As you know, I lead a pretty busy life so I usually delegate posting duty to my unpaid intern (aka “Brian” or “Dad”). Well, this time I’m typing with my very own paws. Notice, however that you’re not hearing the usual tap-tap-tap…that’s because I got my nails trimmed. See I am entertaining some special guests this weekend and I have to make sure I’m in top form.

My intern, er, Dad, is going away for the weekend to someplace with waterslides and go-karts and other things someone his age should have probably long outgrown. While he’s away, I’ve got two awesome humans coming over to man the PugSlope Headquarters and administer my treats (they’ll be taking me on walks, too, but let’s be frank – treats are the numero uno priority-o). I want to make a good impression, so in addition to my nail trimming (technically “dremeling”) I also got a full-service bath and all my beds were washed and dried (again, by my intern). Everything smells like coconuts.

I’ll let you guys know what I get up to when my Pops returns. Let’s just say I’ve got a feeling I’m going to be S-P-O-I-L-E-D!

Pug Scrubbing

I hope everyone had a great weekend!

On Sunday morning, I took Sid over to Urban Pooch for some de-skunk-ification. This was his second visit to U.P. and while he was still squirmier than when bathed at home, he seemed more relaxed than the first time we went.

While I was busy scrubbing him, two different pugs came in and had their nails dremeled. Both seemed pretty calm during the process so I thought I’d see how Sid would do. He runs away and hides whenever I get out the nail clippers (hoping to trim his dew claws) and refuses to let me so much as touch his paw so I didn’t have high hopes for the dremel, but I figured I’d at least give it a shot.

After I dried Sid off, the Urban Pooch assistant, Luke,  popped Sid up on a table and started dremeling away. My job was to distract Sid with a constant flow of venison jerky straight to the muzzle. Luke was super quick and gentle with the dremel – I don’t think Sid even really had time to process what was going on until it was already over. Sid actually kept his cool for most of the process, and wasn’t bothered at all by the noise (it was a lot quieter than I expected). He started getting super-squirmy near the end so we conceded to let him get away with two nails un-trimmed.

So it looks like two (nicely trimmed) dew claws up for the dremel!