Oh you poor thing! What a morning you and sweet Daisy have had. I have such a phobia of cutting my animals nails that I make my hubby do it. The last time that he trimmed Huckleberry's, he accidentially cut one too short and made him bleed. My husband came to me with a very pale face and said, "I made him bleed." I instantly grabbed Huck, started crying and pacing back and forth, asking my husband, "WHAT DO WE DO, WHAT DO WE DO?!".
Yeah, I was obviously a ton of help. Anyway, Huck's stopped bleeding and he was just fine.
Tammy