So, here she is as a ragamuffin, pre-bath/sheers. In her groove, she is.
She finally got a bath and I decided not to traumatize her right away with the sheers so waited another week.
Finally, I thought she could handle it.
I stood her up on the table out on the front patio and she behaved just like a little trouper...she even rolled over on her side for me when I needed her too, (without growling).
The sheers on the other hand, behaved as though they were purchased at Wally World.
So, she still looks a little ragged. She gets the closest trim I can do because the sheers are so lousy, I don't want to put her or me through it any more than I have to.
She was very quick to get away and hide, once I let her on her way, tail a-flaggin'.
She seemed especially light on her

Skinny Minnie.
I think she did loose a little weight this year; we've really been trying.
"What's for dinner" is her middle name.
And I managed to get the little tomato sprouts into larger pots today. Hope I didn't traumatize them. (I had to separate pairs as just about every seed sprouted, I had put two in each peat-pod) The were starting to look like they needed more space.
Wish me luck, I may need to open a grocery store if they all survive.
Crossing fingers.
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