When preparing dinner tonight, Daniel sliced cheese, but since the cheese slicer was so slow, he slipped and cut himself. It was not a clean cut in the finger, but parallel to the skin and a small piece of the tip of the finger was cut off. The blood poured, but with the help of Paula, Daniel stopped it. He said it never hurt, as a matter of fact, Paula seemed to be more upset than Daniel. I was a bit upset too, it was not nice to see Daniel hurt.
If you want to see something nice, to get the picture of a cut finger out of your head, take a look at the present front page of our kennel homepage. There is a picture of me there, when I was five weeks old. Was I cute, or was I cute?
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