My little enjoyment for the night :)

I started off my day with going to school, doing homework, catching up with friends, and went to work. Yes, I work and I love it unlike most people just go to make a living. Anyways, when I came home I did the normal routine of dropping my backpack off on the couch and greeting my two dogs because they didn't see me all day. I then go into my bedroom to find my boyfriend laying there waiting for me to come home to grab me and give me a kiss and let me know to relax. Well, as we were resting from our long days of work, he then begins to ask if I suddenly became rich if I would take care of him or leave him on the street. Me, being me, joked and said I would leave him on the street, well it didn't seem like a joke to him. He than proceeds to avoid me and play with one of the dogs and then I hear him scream "OUCH!!!!!!!! Bad dog!!! She bit my toe!!!." As soon as he tells me this I begin to laugh and think that's what you get for ignoring me. At first he thought, it hurts a little but no big deal then he walks to the bathroom and as soon as he turns on the light he sees blood. 

Again, I hear him yell "I'M BLEEDING!!!!." As an EMT I'm thinking hes just overreacting and there is no blood, but then I see his food and guess what is actually there, blood! I'm thinking to myself if he needs stitches or need to go to the ER, until I clean it. When I get done cleaning it and actually take a look at the damage that was done, I soon find myself looking at just a witty bitty cut that wasn't even a half inch long! Now the jokes come in about how hes supposed to be this manly man and he is crying over a little cut! Come on now dude, suck it up and while I am enjoying my time laughing at him, I proceed to clean it out thoroughly and put a bandage on it. Talk about over exaggerating.