Selby: Hi Mama, what are you doing?
Me: I’m holding this cat.
Selby: Why are you holding the cat?
Me: Because her fur is really matted and Teah needs to shave her, but she doesn’t like it so someone needs to hold her still.
Selby: Oh I see. Hi Cat! We have cats at home too. You don’t smell like our cats!
Cat: I don’t like dogs.
Selby: Why not? Our cats at home don’t mind dogs. You should give dogs a chance.
Cat: IF YOU DON’T GET OUT OF MY FACE, I AM GOING TO BITE OFF YOUR NOSE!
Selby: Ooookaaaaaaaaayyyyy. Maybe I’ll just go sit over here for a while.
[Editor’s note: This is a series of conversations I wrote on my other blog last summer, when I brought Selby to work at the groomer’s with me.]