I cut my child.
On accident and he's a dog, but I cut him and I feel like a horrible person. I mean seriously. Look at him. What kind of parent injures this little guy?
He trusted me enough to let me trim his nails. No complaint whatsoever. I just held his paw and clipped them.
I used nail trimmers with a safety guide. It wasn't. In my defense, he has black claws so it's not like you can see the quick, but he totally trusted me and I totally cut him. And then he comes to me for comfort. Endearing and guilt inducing.
He's a trooper. He didn't even really wince or anything. He just bled all over the place. All freaking over the place. For almost an hour.
Little red blotches all over the carpet.
Scrubbing them on my hands and knees must be my penance.