|Originally posted by Jenk
He's struggled with me through pilling him, yet he's never attempted to scratch or bite me through the nightly ordeal.
Um. . .your version of "struggle" and my version of struggle may be two completely different things.
We're talking about the difference between a Ragdoll and a Russian Blue. . .nearly two ends of the spectrum.
When I gave my Russian Blue her first bath, it was not only the loud mournful "I am about to die" cries that tore at my heart, her legs went in four completely separate directions as I was trying to lift her into the water so that they wouldn't get wet
It was like some roadrunner cartoon or something â€” I had no idea cat legs bent in those directions!
I told the breeder it was impossible for me to bathe her, and the breeder said, "Just remember. You're bigger than she is." Not that she meant for me to be mean or cruel to my cat, but once I made the decision that I needed to pill her, or trim toenails, or bathe her, I had to commit to it instead of having the inner battle of "do I do it . .. or not?" When the kitty knows there is some indecision, they instinctively take as much advantage of that as they can. For anything that can be done a little at a time like trimming nails, I just do one nail at a time until kitty thinks it's no big deal. For something thats "all or nothing" like pilling or bath, I have to remind myself to just Do It. Boy, that first bath was stressful on everyone â€” two grown adults trying to bath a little 6.5 pound cat! Yikes!