Dash is really tough.  He bonked his foot a while back, and I gave him his kiss and sent him on his way.  When I noticed his black toenail a few days later, I felt badly.  Fast forward two months, tonight was the night that his toenail needed to come off.
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It was only hanging on by a thread, and there was already a new nail underneath, but Dash was pretty against my idea of yanking it.
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I finally talked into him letting me cut it off, and he agreed.
And now…instead of a black toenail, my little tough guy has a half nail on the middle toe of his left foot.