My mutants

I often refer to my little black mutants as such--although they aren't that mutated in all reality. They are two black cats who have *roughly* 7 claws on each front paw. Yes, they are awesome. And yes, they are BEAUTIFUL.

But I now understand how a mother can need to do something and be absolutely terrified of it at the same time. Because of their hidden claws, they are unable to file the extras down themselves. So, I have to catch and hold a wriggling little form as I put really sharp clippers next to the pads of their feet (the claws that don't get shortened just begin to curl around, digging into the pads of their paws if not maintained and clipped).'

I'm always so scared that they will jump or strain to get away just as I'm attempting to trim a claw and the blades with slip and cut them.

So far, so good.

But that hasn't stopped Bagheera from whining like I'm beating her every single time.