Thursday, February 14, 2008

BURRS

....or something. Gabriel came up on my lap tonight after dinner, as usual. Settled in for some loving and companionship. And then I discovered burrs, or something, on his chest. I stood him up and tried to work them out to no avail so took him into the grooming table -- my vanity in the bathroom. Now Gabriel HATES grooming. Tolerates it because he knows he will get a treat. But this time not squiriming or nipping. He stood calm and quiet while I worked the pesky things our of his hair. They really must have been bothering him he stood so still and quitely. Patiently and tolerantly, actually. It didn't take too long and so I did the hair around his eyes too.

And when I finished, I just picked him up and carried him back to the chair where we had been and he settled right down on my lap. No treat. Those pesky things must have really been a bother. Strange how we can tolerate the intolerable when it is necessary to remedy an uncomfortable situation. Sort of like undergoing knee surgery to eliminate the pain . Suffering pain to get rid of pain. I could probably relate this to a lot of other stuff but I'm too tired.

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