bloody mess

Yes, I'm speaking of myself. I'm at the vet clinic today, and the second room we had was two chihuahuas for "the works." The first one went like clockwork. The second one, after we get it to the back starts acting all a fool. We put on the party hat (aka: muzzle), got the nails trimmed, got the fecal sample, and then tried to get blood. HAHAHAHAHA!!! Little thing wouldn't quit squirming. We had to have the vet come out and take the sample. I felt like a worthless vet tech, I can tell you that. Anyway, during all the squirming and general hyperactivity, she split one of her toenails and got streaks of blood all over my nice pretty white shirt. Ergo, I'm a bloody mess. Thank goodness for H2O2--I was able to clean most of it up. Needless to say, she was very happy to be free from us and back with mom and dad.