"I thought she was dying!" Ray screeched, doubled-over and gagging between words. He'd thought it was gangrene. He flapped his hand manically to try to get the offending excrement off it. "I thought her foot was gonna fall off! Oh my God, get this stuff off me."

Stumbling over to some stray hay, he grabbed a handful and wiped his finger on it, starting to feel faint and light-headed. "Stop laughing at me." This was what he got for caring about the damn animal?