I believe quality is more important than quantity. For example, having ten friends who barely remember your existence is not as good as having one friend who cares about your well being and actually communicates with you. The difference is clear enough to me.
And he only yelped once. With patience, dog kibble, and affirmative words, my mom was able to trim her one corgi’s nails with Riley’s assistance. It took about a half hour to complete. I have great respect for dog groomers, it takes a certain kind of person to do it successfully.
Okay, okay, this isn’t the most elaborate post. I’m trying to be the only person to occupy my own brain as usual, but it gets lonely. Not lonely in my head (I think so much in my own head it would be overwhelming for additional thoughts to carry out simultaneously), I just don’t have a great deal of friends to do things with so I get bored of just thinking. It’s a double edged sword I guess— I don’t have friends so I have a harder time socializing with others to make friendships. It is pretty sad when I put it in words. I feel isolated.
This is blog post 20 of 30 in my April writing challenge. I hope your friendships are healthier than mine. Also I give major props to pet groomers who deal with cutting nails. Do not declaw animals.