It happened on a Sunday night. In Cullen's words, "He did the first three steps so well, I thought he had the last one." Too be honest he was focused on my cousin's dog and not on the final step.
But as I finished taking groceries in it happened. I came outside and he was bleeding. Cullen was calm, I stayed calm. After getting a damp bath cloth, I left Cullen to tend to him as I went walking.
When I returned he was calm and watching television, ready for bed.