Elka, where's my other sock?

When my fiancé got up the other day, he brought socks downstairs with him, as one does. After getting out of the shower, he returned to his socks, which were no longer there. In fact, one was on the floor. Alone.

Adventures in Nail Trimming

So, I finally did it.

I guess it was a matter of time.

Three years later, and I cut one of Elka's nails too short while trimming. Colloquially referred to as having "quicked" my dog. Let me tell you, it isn't a fun time.

She made a tiny little whine noise and pulled her foot away. She'd already been doing some foot pulling, which is frustrating when you're wielding little bladed things and trying to avoid the very thing that I realized I'd done.