I'm glad this day is done, but since my mother taught me to never wish my days away, maybe I should re-phrase that and say I'm relieved, rather than glad. I was worried about how Dixie was going to tolerate being groomed today. I used a new tactic this morning in order to place her in the carrier for the trip to the groomer. I knew if she saw a towel coming her way, she'd bolt, so I readied the cat carrier then petted Dixie as she snuggled in her favorite bed. As she began to purr, I reached around her head and latched onto her scruff. Then I lifted her to the height of the carrier and slipped her into it before she knew what had happened. Dixie was in the carrier and on her way to the groomer in a matter of minutes and no human was harmed in the process. Thank you Keri for sharing that tip.
When I walked into the groomer's place of business, there were three dogs receiving baths and one puppy being trimmed. Two shop cats roamed freely and both greeted Dixie. She didn't seem to mind. She didn't even seem upset with the noise of the dryers. The groomer gently took Dixie out of the carrier and softly talked to her. I stayed for awhile to assure myself things would go smoothly and when I saw how calm Dixie was, I left to do some errands. When I returned, Dixie was back in the carrier looking relaxed, rather than stressed, even though the groomer had shaved some fur from her hind quarters.
When we arrived home, I attempted to take some photos before Dixie exited the carrier, but wouldn't you know it....my camera batteries died. She was out of the carrier and checking out the food bowls before I could insert new batteries. The only successful photo showed Dixie tucking her head away from the camera. I'll post pictures as her fur grows out and she becomes more sure of herself. She didn't hide when she exited the carrier. She ate, used the litter box, allowed a few of the other cats to sniff her, then jumped up to the window sill to watch birds.
I was told Dixie licked the groomer's hand and rolled over to allow her tummy fur to be groomed. This little gal has come a long way. I think she's learning that not everybody is out to harm her. The groomer said Dixie was a sweet little soul. I knew that all along.