I blame the cat.
It's not her fault.
I blame her still.
She lost her collar. When I found it the clasp was broken. That's why she lost it.
I bought her a new one. Red again. She happened through the room just as a pulled it out of the bag. So I wanted to put it on her right away.
I got the top one off with no problem.
The used-for-everything kitchen scissors slipped trying to get off the bottom one.
So I got my thumb instead. Note the cuts on both sides of my thumb. That takes talent my friends.
An emergency room trip resulted in medical grade super glue instead of stitches. The future is here!
I also earned a tetanus shot. They gave me the shot in the right arm and as you can see I mutilated my left thumb. Every little move hurts to some degree.