DirtyMeStoryTime Rants/Dog in mouth
From Create Your Own Story
You do like the picture shows, and put your mouth over the red thing, angling your head awkwardly under the dog.
The taste is horrible, but you endure. You don't want the poor doggy to suffer.
Holding it there, nothing seems to happen. You look at more pictures, and can't figure out what you are doing wrong.
You check some of the videos, and see the girls licking and moving their heads.
That seems to help as the dog pushes back at you. Finally, you feel something ichy fill your mouth. You spit and sputter, trying to get the stuff out, and trying to get the taste out.
But, you notice it seems to have worked. "Good puppy," you tell him, as you see the swelling go down after getting all the stuff out.
You look up to see your mommy, standing in the doorway, mouth hanging open.
"Hi mommy!" you say, excited that she is home.
"What...are...you...doing...?" she asks hesitantly.
Who is she mad at? you wonder, since your mom is using her 'I am pissed and trying not to scream' voice.
You explain what happened, the dog having some red swollen thing from his belly, how you called the vet and he said you should search for this. You show her the pictures you found when the vet told you what to look for.
"Just...go to your room..." she tells you.
You know better than to ask why, wondering what you did wrong. Nothing that you can remember. Maybe she found the sweets under my bed?
Soon you hear her on the phone, absolutely screaming. Ohhh, someone is in trouble, you think to yourself. Your mom seems really mad. After she gets done, she comes up, telling you not to help the doggy like that again, leaving you puzzled. You don't ask questions, because you don't want her mad at you too.
A while later, you and your mom take your doggy to the vet. You watch the vet office go by, puzzled. It also seems to have an 'out of business' sign on it. "Mommy, why aren't we taking him to his normal vet?" You ask.
"He is no longer in business," she says, teeth grinding.
"Why?" you ask.
"Because he was a bad person," you are informed.
You think about this. He didn't seem like a bad person. You shrug, and you and your mom continue to a vet further away, taking your cute doggy with you so he can be 'fixed'. At least you were able to help him until your mommy could get him fixed.
The End
