Straight from the Horse's ... Foot

So today, I was attacked by by boss's stupid horse. He stepped on my foot and then knocked me over, while still standing on my foot. It hurt. I was angry. I yelled at him. I called him many names, both in my head and aloud. I didn't want to look at my foot, because I was pretty sure it would be ugly, despite the fact that I was wearing boots. When I finally got the chance to look at it several hours later, sure enough, it was bruised pretty bad. I can't bend my big toe very well. Here's a lovely picture for your enjoyment.