Nail clipping. Everyone's favorite day.
I have a nag message that pops up every two weeks to clip nails, but it often gets ignored another week or three. I know clipping often keeps the quick short and the nails will not get so curled. However, no one seems to mind if we're a few weeks late.
In the past, my bad guinea pigs were threatened with the stew pot. I threaten Boadicea and Wedgwood's bad behavior with nail clipping. I would say both threats are equally effective... which is to say that they're not. However, I actually follow through with the promise of nail clipping on occasion. I had an opportunity to do that on Sunday.
Wedgwood had begged for treats one too many times. They had just finished off some cantaloupe rind, having made demands immediately after polishing off their green pepper. Drawing attention to oneself can gain treats - or remind Mama that there's some long overdue grooming needed on those little feet. You can guess what happened next.
Both pigs have learned that the whole ordeal goes faster if you don't wriggle much. Get manhandled, get your feet touched, and then you're back in the cage. If you're really lucky, you get a treat for having been through all that. Whew.