I have to make a confession:
The big one is just the best. Never uses his claws, not even when getting a bath to destroy the fur-monster of the shedding season. He uses it to pick up food tho. He doesn’t mind getting them clipped.
The little one’s a vocal bastard. But he also accepts, while being not amused and complaining all the tine, the clipping.
Huh. When I’ve been to Asia, my stomach was healthier than never before, despite only eating local kitchen. I’ve been to McDonald’s too, but only to test their food.