On Thursday I came home to blood EVERYWHERE... I mean, I walked in the house and the kitchen was floating in it. It was like my own personal version of Forensic Files. The victim was Clifford: Somehow he ripped out one of his nails... right out of the socket!!! It must have hurt like a son of a gun... I mean, his nail at the base is almost as wide as one of my fingers. Can you imagine the force it must have taken to rip that out??
I still can't figure out what happened, but thankfully Cliff has suffered no harm. Other than the toe being a little tender, he is acting like his usual loud, obnoxious self.