Chris and Frankie got what amounts to a lump of coal in their stocking on Christmas day. They got their nails trimmed. Felice, my sister-in-law who happens to be an expert on cats, was here and Rose couldn’t resist asking her to trim our cats’ nails.
Chris, as usual, put up a big fuss. Frankie was better, and Puck was hiding under the bed so he still has long nails.
They did get presants too. We are not total Scrooges.