While Lamsey was at work, i stayed in his house. at 6pm, his mum asked me to feed his dog, so I did. However, i managed to cut my thumb on the can and it bled and bled and Lamsey's mum put a froggy plaster over it.
We went to do some archery and because I had to use my thumb to knock my arrows (put them on the string) my thumb started to bleed again and turned the yellow frog on my plaster brown.
So the morals of this story are
1)let Lamsey feed his own dog
2) cans of dog food are evil
3) don't use a cut thumb to knock arrows