It has been a funny old morning that started well enough, with the usual leg stretch around the field before breakfast. After which, it all started to slide slowly downhill, as the electric kettle ceased being so, followed by the office ISP Hub – that has since been boxed and returned to sender. (In both cases I have two additional back ups – they are regarded as essential tools in my life.)
Unfortunately I do not have a reserve big toe nail (right foot) that could really do with being replaced – having walked into a 10Ib solid brass doorstop in just my sock covered feet. Resulting in the nail being torn half away from the big piggy, half exposing the nail bed! My blood curdling roar scattered every bird from the trees around my humble abode, and almost started a cattle stampede across the valley three miles away. Nipper and Hannah thought the hopping and cursing was a game, which just added to the agony through their constant jumping around my size 9’s.
It was a gentleman’s trouser zip moment – where a certain ‘item’ is trapped securely between the chain (certain readers will understand such a predicament, and the ensuing pain – once endured, never forgotten.) The sock had to be removed, and the torn nail cut free from the plate, yet it was far too painful to touch – even after placing an ice bag on the toe end to numb it.
Through gritted teeth and teary eyes I had no option but to use my Leatherman to tear away the offending nail end – that once faithfully covered the nail bed, which in turn also released a cacophony of cursing, and a blood curdling scream in good order. Nipper thought it was the start to another game, and kept jumping up in the hope we would play tag!!!
An antiseptic solution rinse, followed by a squirt of three layers of plastic skin finally brought the misery to an end. Now all three canines want to be back outside for their lunchtime leg stretch… Just another bright morning in the East Riding of Yorkshire, which may require a medicinal glug of rum (or two) to get through the remainder of the day. Yours Aye.