The Bloody Trail

I woke up to a nice sunny Sunday morning, and after a Saturday night at work I was happy knowing that today I did not have to leave the house, and this was my plan. After making Belgium waffles for my family, and watching my hubby destroy my creations with way too much butter and syrup, I decided I should get the paper. {actually two papers... I have two delivered on Sunday's because let's not forget my secret life as a crazy coupon lady} Of course I could not go alone, our dog Moxy decided to come help guard me from the neighborhood squirrels and my little man had to check for trash tucks. I happily grab my papers and round everyone up to go inside and back upstairs to search the papers for my beloved coupons. As I reach the top of the stairs I notice a spot on the carpet... what is that? Is that blood? Sure looked like blood, and it was a little too much to make me disregard its presence, as I continued to think and walk I saw the little splatter on the wall, more blood, then the spots that were all through the living room {most of me is wondering who is bleeding, but a little part of me is thinking of how I'm going to clean up this mess} I quickly tell my husband to check his feet as I hurry to my little man to check his....they are both wearing slippers, so I quickly look to my own feel, did I make this mess on the clean carpet? Nope, I'm wound free. The only other one walking through here is Moxy, I hurry my dog to the kitchen, to check on her and avoid more blood on the carpet. I look at all her paws and find that her front paw is bloody. My poor little baby. She puts up with me as I hold a wet rag on her foot, I was actually very worried, because it was bleeding a lot. I finally figure out where the blood is coming from.... her nail. Yes her nail is literally gushing blood, so much so that it had gotten on the wall by the stairs. I see that her little nail has split, not the whole nail even, just like a sliver is about to come off the side, I don't want to know how much it would bleed if the whole nail split. I get he nail to stop bleeding and decide to put her in a sock to prevent anymore bloody carpets. I then get to the task at hand....cleaning my carpets, I get my little pink bowl and my "carpet cleaning" wash cloth and get to work, following the tracks of my dog, realizing she walks in a lot of circles. I follow the tracks through the living room and down the stairs, this is where they end, so my baby girl must have hurt her nail jumping for a squirrel in the tree out front. I am sure glad that when I break a nail I do not bleed that much. I always knew that dogs had veins in their nails, and that's why you had to be careful not to cut them too short, but I never knew just how much they would bleed, I mean its a nail for crying out loud! We survived the blood trail and the cleaning of it as well {okay I survived....I was the one on the hunt, and then I was the cleaner} I gave my little pup lots of love today and put some super glue on her nail to help it not split any more...or bleed anymore for that matter. {super glue is awesome} I hope that I do not find anymore blood trails in my house, it added a little too much excitement to my planned boring Sunday. We have since moved on to dinner and soon some Walnut brownies fresh from the oven, so I think its safe to say I will have a nice night. 

Kelly Callahan