Poor Jess

We're not good about clipping the dog's nails. For one thing, she's a twit and it's usually a four man job, even at the vet. And since she only sees the vet once a year, her nails get really long. I don't know what got into us last night, but at some point in the late evening, after we got home from going out to eat at Champps with Katie and Codie, it was decided that we should try to clip them. She does try to be a good dog, but I couldn't believe it when she actually stayed sitting and let Bruce try to clip them. Silly us, trying to clip them on the beige living room carpet. Of course one quick got nipped and it started to bleed. I had read somewhere about using baking soda or corn starch to stop the bleeding, so we emptied a bunch in a bowel and tried to stuff her foot in it. It sort of worked for awhile, but she eventually would try to walk away and then there was blood all over the floors (and us). This went on for some time, and the bleeding finally stopped, but the whole thing was trauma. Poor Jess. They do sell a product at pet stores for this type of situation. Hmm, do you think we should pick some up?