Today I purchased a new personal trimmer which is a fancy name for one of those gadgets one uses to trim the hair out of the nose and ears. The less hair I have on my head, the more I have in my ears. Who says God has no sense of humor?
I installed a battery and tried out my new gadget. Socrates was quite fascinated with the new toy until I switched it on. The buzzing noise freaked him out and he couldn't put some distance bewteen the buzzing thing and himself quickly enough. He stayed a few feet away and watched as I made use of the thing.
When I finally switched it off he hopped back up on the couch to get a closer look. I held it out to him so that he could get a better look and he swatted at it. I then switched it back on and he immediately swatted it out of my hand. I picked it up and held it out to him, still buzzing. He wanted nothing to do with this buzzing thing and you would have thought I held out a rattlesnake the way he arched his back and moved away from the thing.
I tried to show him that it wasn't going to hurt him but he acted as if I was trying to poke him with a sharp stick. It was actually quite funny.
I don't think Socrates will be having a trim anytime soon.