I am very scared...very very scared.
I had to clip QueenofAllCats claws yesterday. Her claws grow so fast and a couple of them will grow into her precious toebeans if they don't get snipped, just in case anyone thinks I am a mad CatManicurist with nothing better to do with my time.
I was braced (sleeves up, specs off, nail clips at the ready, treat concealed in pocket) and had recruited ds2, her favourite as assistant, he was braced (heavyweight hoody on, sleeves pulled down to protect arms, firm grip under cat armpits and a decent hold of back feet)
DH was sitting on the sofa pretending not to be involved at all to avoid any punishments!
DS2 hoiked gently enticed her out of the basket in the sunny windowsill and she purred the whole time, presented her little perfect toebeans for me to snip her claws like a rich old lady having a manicure... and then graciously accepted a sizeable amount of poached chicken from me
Usually she fights like a demon no matter who holds her and then excommunicates the lot of us for at least a week. It's a genuine Easter Miracle.