2pm Saturday, it went down.
Ginger had an appointment at the "dentist."
You must understand, there are about eight million things I'd rather do. But thanks to the laying on of guilt from a certain veterinarian, I did it. I brushed my cat's teeth.
I consider this the cost-effective version of protecting our ferocious mountain lion from the effects of gingivitis. Cost-effective compared to putting her under anesthesia for a clinic version that would cost ten times what we paid for her.
Now don't get me wrong, I'm an animal lover and I CARE, but I also want to be able to afford to eat. Hence the purchase of a cat toothbrush...and the burden of following through on using it. I put off dental duty as long as possible, but eventually the conscience gave in.
In the end, though, Ginger was a total champ about it and proved there was no need for Micah to be wearing the oven mitts he put on to protect himself in the role of cat hold-er down-er. And who knew we'd come across some technical writing at its best in the process! (See below.)
Exhibit A - the lovely lady
Exhibit B - kitten model stricken with fear
Exhibit C - How To
Step 1: "Begin by gently massaging your cat until your cat is relaxed."
Ginger has been known to attack when relaxed AND purring.
Step 2: "Once your cat is relaxed, squeeze a small amount of toothpaste on your finger and allow your cat to taste it."
That could take hours. Hmm...apparently not if you put some on her nose.
Step 3: Now that your cat has accepted the toothpaste, proceed."
Will she tell me when she's accepted it?
Step 4: Gently brush teeth with short strokes.
Absolutely the only kind possible, if we're being honest.
So anyway, I finally got to check this off the to-do list. YES!!!