STOP that woman with the clippers!!
Furriends, it was awful.... my claws were purrfection.
Long, curved, wicked sharp, ready to decimate any introoders unwise enough to breach our perimeters. I'd been growing them most carefully.
Don't let my tininess fool you - I am VERY dangerous!
And then - snip snip snip! She stole them away, littering the comforter with the instruments of my Bast-given superiority.
Sighs. Now I have to start all over. Again.