So once a month or so I have to cut the guinea pig's nails. Apparently if she were out in the wild they would wear down but since she lives her posh cage life she needs manicures. To think I thought cutting a swirmy toddler's nails was difficult. It does not compare to Cutie. But it is done now for another 5 weeks. Thankgoodness I did not persue a career in vetrinarian medicine, like I once wanted. I do not think I was cut out for it. The combination of thinking I am going to hurt the critter and thinking the little critter is going to bite me is not something I feel comfortable with.
On other more serious news there are many a sad things happen in my periphery. Fortunantly not too close but close enough that I feel this heavy sadness. Truely we are lucky at each moment that nothing horrible is happening. So I will focus on how lucky I am that I have what I have today....even if what I have starts to annoy me.
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