Yesterday I got my nails done and I also did Foxy's nails. I figured it was time when she was trying to walk to John one night in bed and was actually sticking to the sheets. Anyway, to appease her after the truly life-and-death experience her meowing would lead one to believe nail-clipping is, I gave her some catnip afterward. She got excited for a few minutes and then proceeded to clean herself. And clean herself. And clean herself.
Who knew - goat cheese = catnip and catnip = time to bathe rabidly.
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