Webcomic: The Deepest Cut

My dog is a million years old. He never has much pep, except when I try to trim his nails, when he suddenly has the energy of a puppy. Or a lion. Or a furry bass. He wiggles so hard that he’s a threat to himself and others. He would never scratch me (on purpose), but he writhes around hard enough that there’s a real risk I’ll accidentally clip myself. Guess what chore I tackled tonight? Niko will never forgive me. At least he’s now safe from the clippers for another few months.