Question:
Last night I had a few of the chins out for playtime and noticed blood on the carpet. I thought for sure one of the chins injured his or her paws and was frantically trying to round everyone up so I could take a look at their paws. Turns out none of them had any cuts or injuries. So, I proceeded to clean up the blood and noticed blood on the kitchen floor! It then hit me that I was the one with the injured paw! I somehow cut the underside of my big toe and was getting blood all over the floors. I have no idea how I did it.
I was relieved to know it was me that was injured and not any of the chinnies.


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I can only imagine how panicked you must have been! I've had a few scares like that only to find out the blood was not whatI thouht it was or that I was the cause of it. Very scary but kind of funny whenn you look back on it


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LOL! I had a simular scare once!
I went out on the carport one morning and there were drops of blood everywhere! I thought George or Sirius had been hurt (we didn't have Lila then) and I couldn't find either one of them anywhere! We lived inside a fence, but that didn't keep George in. I found Sirius sleeping on the front porch, but still no George. I called my husband to ask if he had seen George when he left for work and told him about the blood- (and it is always something VERY serious for me to bother him at work)
He laughed so hard at me! He reminded me how he had burst into the door the night before coming in from work and disappeared into the bathroom- he had gotten a nose bleed the moment he had gotten out of the car and it was HIS blood dripped all over the carport!
Of course he teased me that I wasn't so concerned about HIM bleeding as I was when I thought it was one of the animals. And of course I teased him that it wasn't my fault that I married into this family of freaky nosebleed people- a gene I will never forgive him for passing on to our son! LOL!
George turned up later perfectly fine, of course, and I scolded him quite fruitlessly for leaving the yard again! LOL! George's response was something like- 'yeah, yeah, whatever. Now scratch under the other ear.'


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Aww, your poor hubby. My husband teases me too and says the animal's well-being is more important than his. The truth is, they can't take care of themselves so I always worry about them more!


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Well, my animals never act like bears coming out of hibernation if they get woekn before 1 on a Sunday, or complain that I spent too much money or expect me to enjoy a weekend at their parent's house...
He loves them all as much as I do, though Sirius and Booger are the only ones that he really shows affection for.