The ReMatch...

In this corner... Twinkle-Toes Grrrrraaaaacieeeee!
And in this corner... The returning Champion...
Mr. Peeeeanut the Nail Clipperrrrrrrrrrr!

I know, I know, she's as cute as a button... But ya haven't seen the demon possession that takes place when she sees the nail nippers. As soon as she eyeballed them, her head spun around a couple of times as a projectile of pea soup came flyin' at me.

Yep, it was time for Gracie to get her nails trimmed again. I'm sure ya remember the last time. (Refer back to my May 6th post) This time I had a front row seat with my camera in hand, a tub of popcorn and a Big Gulp.

Hubs geared up for the scratch-&-bite-fest. Helmet, long sleeves, football pads, long pants, chest protector, elbow & shin guards, gloves, goalie mask and a cup. Just in case she decided to hit below the belt, she can be ruthless.

Man, she was like lightnin'! She jumped, hopped, slipped and even moon walked to get away from him. The "sport" settin' on my camera wasn't fast enough. She was a 6.9 lb. lil' blur.

Again hubs was as gentle as a lamb but was still sweatin' like a turkey on Thanksgivin' mornin' as they grappled.

I almost threw in the towel, but in the end hubs won the title yet again and Gracie has pretty perfectly pedicured lil' piggies.

The only thing left to do is clean up the pea soup.
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