My poorly boy

My poor Archie is suffering. He's gone and split one of his claws on his front paw and my poor little boy is in pain. Hubby took him to the vets this morning as last night he came into the house after being out in the back garden with his paw bleeding. I don't know whether its all dogs but Archie hates having his paws touched, so it was hard work trying to soak up the blood. This morning we could tell he wasn't himself. The vet has given him an antibiotic injection and if his paw isn't better by Monday then the vet is going to pare it down (that doesn't sound nice). You can tell he is sometimes in pain because he starts shivering and takes ages to stop, or he moves and then puts his paw up in the air. My poor little boy hope he gets better soon.