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While run-carrying a gagging cat to the kitchen linoleum, I stepped on a half chewed dog bone.
(sh.itjust.works)
I just finished working a twelve hour shift on that foot and I knew the skin had been broken but was wondering if a bruise had formed. Idk if you can tell from the picture but it's roughly quarter-sized. The cat, by the way, moved over to the mat by the kitchen sink to finish puking.
Lady Grey on her vet paperwork (the name my ex chose), ladybug when she's being cute, bitch tits when she's screaming about food, and FUCKING BITCH when she's peeing in my current partners shoes.