My cat can be a lovey little cuddle bug or a huge asshole. When it comes time for me to comb him or trim his nails he makes it his goal to inflict pain and injury, and I want to kick him to the curb . But he never seems to do that with others.
So in looking for a groomer that would come to me and my sometimes ferocious 14lb cat, I called Pat at Cat Groomer 602. She asked me to prepare a restroom, with enough room for her folding table and room for her to move easily. She arrived early and set up quickly. I took my ball of fur into the bathroom, introduced him to Pat and closed the door behind me. He was nervous and so was I. I had 911 on speed dial in case he went for her jugular. I heard some soft coos from Pat as she talked to him calmly. I could hear his nervous meows. At one point I look toward the restroom door and see a wet little paw and furry wet arm stick out from under the door crying to escape. She managed to finish, he was cleaner and his coat thinner and lighter. While it wasn't as as much fur removed from his furry pants as I would have liked, I didn't hold it against her. She cleaned up behind herself and left my little guy a little homemade catnip toy.
Even after all his drama that I heard from him while being groomed, he was pretty chill and relaxed after all was said and done.