GreenCheek
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So, today when I was at the animal shelter I noticed one of my nails was cracked a bit below the quick. I didn't think too much of it, I was just gonna cut it when I got home. It was cracked pretty far down though, so it wasn't like I could have just pulled it off. Well, I kept walking dogs, and then I took out this one dog named Magie, and he was just a little, but hyper little thing (around 30 pounds?)! Anyways, I opened up his kennel, went to slip the martingale collar over his head, and he rushed out of the kennel so fast, and hit into my hand, that he tore my finger nail off! Talk about hurt! And at first, before I saw it, I thought he had just bent it back, but nope, half of my nail was completely gone, and it was bleeding. It didn't really hurt after the initial "pulling off", so I just shrugged it off and we took Magie out. Then I decided I should probably do something about it, so I went inside to get a bandaid and completely grossed out Frank the volunteer coordinator. Guess he had never seen anyone that had tore off half a nail before .
So anyways, yeah, that was my fun experience of the day, and now it hurts a lot more than when I first did it!
So anyways, yeah, that was my fun experience of the day, and now it hurts a lot more than when I first did it!