The poor unfortunate finger.

Today, I dissected a cat.

Ewww. Sorry la, but it's part of my course work. After convincing myself that that lump of matted fur was actually a chicken in disguise, I went to work. *snip snip snip*

I got carried away and snipped a hole in my latex glove where my finger was...and the lovely formaldehyde/cat juice flowed in. Ewww.

Now my left index finger smells like cat juice. Incidentally, it's the same finger that got stuck to my right hand with glue. The poor unfortunate finger.