Meh.

I think I finally understand why some people are so squeamish about blood. It's like watching the Thing bleeding and bleeding and just going on bleeding without any signs of stopping.

Of course, looking at the Thing's panicked eyes and hearing the fast, heavy panting and wondering when it'll suddenly stop doesn't help, too.

Idiot dog. He got blood all over my arms and legs, and my handphone (especially my handphone! do you know how expensive it is???), and was so damn heavy to carry around.

I shall stomp on his bandaged foot when no one's watching.

=P

(btw, to gross some people out: he got DEGLOVED, which means the skin on his front leg came completely off, like a piece of cloth.)

(btw, it still feels like a nightmare.)