I used to take my pug, Roscoe, there to get his nails trimmed. Roscoe was a wimp about having his nails trimmed and would squirm and howl whenever I tried to do them. The Petsmart groomer just looked at Roscoe and all his conniptions and said, "Hey, we won't be having any of that here" and Roscoe just sat there and let him do it. I couldn't believe it. It was totally the groomer though, because eventually he moved on and the subsequent groomer still had to wrestle Roscoe to trim his nails.
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