
As you can see, she has beautiful brown hair and she is very naughty because she is sitting on "Momma's" shelf because its cooler than the floor, or because she wanted to because she is the essence of badness. Anyway, Jenee and I decided that we would double team her. One holding, one shaving. This was somewhat a decent plan and as you can see in the next picture below, we managed to get a decent patch on her back (the whiter patch), and some of her belly before she politely informed us that this was not dignifying for a princess and that she would like to leave. She was a good girl in her defence and she was rewarded with some treats.
Round two: This time, I held Sable, and Jenee shaved, but this time we were better prepared. I had treats ready as well as an open bag of catnip for Sable to sniff and eat. After 20 minutes of struggling, wriggling, fighting, hissing, growling and groaning we managed to give Sab's a new do. An here she is:
As you can see, her hair is much shorter (3 cm / 0.5") but what possessed me to think shaving a cat was a good idea beats me. At least she is a little cooler around the apartment, and Jenee and I had a good laugh at the whole ordeal. For the record Sable is much happier and even a little more playful and, she keeps going to the bathroom, as if she is asking for more to be taken off...
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