Blood of the wig

Managed to slice into my left index finger at 7.25ish tonight. Bled like hell. Am well pissed off and not looking forward to Sunday night now. Not bad enough to need stitching though. Ang came out on a walk to the shops and down the backwaters to lidl later. She made herself spag bol when we got back. Buster had his final check up on Thursday and got the all clear. He finishes his antibiotics tomorrow and I stopped his metacam Wednesday. We decided to get dogs insured as vet bills have crippled us for a while. A neighbors dog broke through it's fence and attacked Dainty a few days ago. Buster thankfully saw it off while I got them both in. It went back into it's garden and I used a ramp the council had left to block the hole. Went around to the house that evening and told them. The bloke apologised and said they were waiting for the council to repair the fence.