I DID IT!
Hell, that took me almost an hour, but I'm so proud of myself now.
I stopped trying to do it the way everyone does, because it just doesn't work with Jed. So I figured... if it ain't working, don't do it, right?
He was in his spot on the couch as usual. I figure I'd try to clip them while he's there. I sit on the carpet in front of him, so we are both at eye level. I start playing with his paws and inspecting his claws. He doesn't mind me doing that - never did. I turn them inside out, squeeze them, pet them.
I take the clipper and put it near him. He gets that excited look in his face. He thinks it's a toy. Always did. He starts biting and batting at it. This time, I leave it there instead of pulling away as I always do. He plays with the clipper for a few minutes. Then he gets bored because the clipper wasn't responding. It is a boring toy. I try to clip one nail now. He stares at the clipper near his paw, and he pulls his paw away.
I wait. I talk to him, although I feel silly doing so. A short while later he extends his paw back . I play with his paw again, this time with the clipper. He doesn't seem to mind. I lift his paw gently and squeeze it to get the claw to protrude. He is curious. He stares at his paw, wondering what am I up to. I gently slide the clipper under the claw. It is hard to do, because his claw is facing downwards on the couch. I reposition his paw, but he doesn't like that, so he pulls his paw away again.
Again, I wait. I give him a treat, which he eats. I try again, but he is now very distracted by the treat bag. He gets up, and keeps sniffing the bag. Hm, bad idea. I give him another bite and put the bag away.
Five minutes later, he is settled down again. I try again. He stares at the clipper. I try to lift it a tiny bit, just enough to slide the clipper under. No resistance. His claw is now in the clipper. I snap it. *Click*
One claw done!! Well, not really. It is an uneven cut. I have to try again.
He seems surprised. This is new. What just happened? He sniffs the clipper and bat at it again. I wait. Almost immediately, he settled down.
49 minutes later, I toss the old claw debris into the trash can.
Hell, that took me almost an hour, but I'm so proud of myself now.
I stopped trying to do it the way everyone does, because it just doesn't work with Jed. So I figured... if it ain't working, don't do it, right?
He was in his spot on the couch as usual. I figure I'd try to clip them while he's there. I sit on the carpet in front of him, so we are both at eye level. I start playing with his paws and inspecting his claws. He doesn't mind me doing that - never did. I turn them inside out, squeeze them, pet them.
I take the clipper and put it near him. He gets that excited look in his face. He thinks it's a toy. Always did. He starts biting and batting at it. This time, I leave it there instead of pulling away as I always do. He plays with the clipper for a few minutes. Then he gets bored because the clipper wasn't responding. It is a boring toy. I try to clip one nail now. He stares at the clipper near his paw, and he pulls his paw away.
I wait. I talk to him, although I feel silly doing so. A short while later he extends his paw back . I play with his paw again, this time with the clipper. He doesn't seem to mind. I lift his paw gently and squeeze it to get the claw to protrude. He is curious. He stares at his paw, wondering what am I up to. I gently slide the clipper under the claw. It is hard to do, because his claw is facing downwards on the couch. I reposition his paw, but he doesn't like that, so he pulls his paw away again.
Again, I wait. I give him a treat, which he eats. I try again, but he is now very distracted by the treat bag. He gets up, and keeps sniffing the bag. Hm, bad idea. I give him another bite and put the bag away.
Five minutes later, he is settled down again. I try again. He stares at the clipper. I try to lift it a tiny bit, just enough to slide the clipper under. No resistance. His claw is now in the clipper. I snap it. *Click*
One claw done!! Well, not really. It is an uneven cut. I have to try again.
He seems surprised. This is new. What just happened? He sniffs the clipper and bat at it again. I wait. Almost immediately, he settled down.
49 minutes later, I toss the old claw debris into the trash can.