and I'm the only one on!
I was just about to carry Orion up to bed...yes carry, when I got the idea, "hey, I'll do a quick nail trim". So I set her on the kitchen counter and I had my hand right hand on her back and I was grabbing a handful of treats with my left. As I was bringing my hand back over, I whacked my knuckle (and split it open) on the kitchen sink. I should have just called it a night right then and there. But no, I grabbed the nail trimmers and finished her right front paw and was moving on to her back right paw when she made a sudden move to grab a treat. I cut the quick. She didn't make a sound or a move. She just stood there chomping on the treat and her little nail bleeding. BLEEDING! I've never hit a quick before. THERE WAS SO MUCH BLOOD. So much. I couldn't believe it. It stopped fairly quickly.....if she knew I hurt her, she didn't let on. Anyways, I put her in the kitchen sink (while she bled) and cleaned up all the blood on the counter. I ran her foot under cold water, then set her on the kitchen floor. She just sat there looking at me like...."what's with the cold foot bath?" I shoved a few more treats in her face...which she took no problem. I apologized to her and picked her up. I carried her upstairs and put her in her kennel.
I'm a bad bully momma.
I was just about to carry Orion up to bed...yes carry, when I got the idea, "hey, I'll do a quick nail trim". So I set her on the kitchen counter and I had my hand right hand on her back and I was grabbing a handful of treats with my left. As I was bringing my hand back over, I whacked my knuckle (and split it open) on the kitchen sink. I should have just called it a night right then and there. But no, I grabbed the nail trimmers and finished her right front paw and was moving on to her back right paw when she made a sudden move to grab a treat. I cut the quick. She didn't make a sound or a move. She just stood there chomping on the treat and her little nail bleeding. BLEEDING! I've never hit a quick before. THERE WAS SO MUCH BLOOD. So much. I couldn't believe it. It stopped fairly quickly.....if she knew I hurt her, she didn't let on. Anyways, I put her in the kitchen sink (while she bled) and cleaned up all the blood on the counter. I ran her foot under cold water, then set her on the kitchen floor. She just sat there looking at me like...."what's with the cold foot bath?" I shoved a few more treats in her face...which she took no problem. I apologized to her and picked her up. I carried her upstairs and put her in her kennel.
I'm a bad bully momma.
