Bluey Vet Novels & Stories

He's a veterinarian by profession and my mom's a secretary for dad. I am left alone in the house. Well, not literally alone though because Blue is here with me. I searched for Blue, and there I saw him, laying on the rag. I called him and he quickly ran over, wagging his tale. He's a big husky, gray in colour, with a chain under his neck. There is a name imprinted on the plate saying B.L.U.E. I wrapped my arms with this big bud and played with him —tickling his neck which I love to do. I stayed there playing with him for a little while.

he said quickly and ran out. "He will surely be the end of me" She said and breathed out. . . . THE WALTON MANSION Bluey woke up touching her side but there she felt no one there. "Where's him?" She thought, opening her eyes slowly. She suddenly felt those cramp again and felt the urge to poke. She rushed into her bathroom and throw up. "Ah!!" She washed her face and shut her eyes trying to catch her breathe "Are you okay baby?" Mrs. Beatrice Walton walked into the bathroom.

She didn't leave any trace behind I wonder how Everything was just too much for me to take in. I began to feel sick One week that Blue disappeared without hearing anything from her. I was really sick My eyes kept turning and closing I was hospitalized and the doctor said my blood pressure was high. I was confined to a hospital bed for four more days Immediately I got out of the royal hospital, I called for my detective. He said that he found out that the only family Blue has is her mother who lives in Aberdeen. He got information from her friends and where she worked before. In her files, her hometown and home address where there.

I scoffed. “If a sheep steps out of place, the shepherd corrects it with a rod,” Blue said, drawing a step towards the men. From the way he flexed his muscles, I could tell he was getting ready for a confrontation. “But when mad dogs step out, it's left for the owner to —” “Shut up! You are not our owners! We want nothing to do with bast —” He didn't get to complete the hated word when Blue zapped towards him and ripped his tongue out of his mouth, returning to my side with the organ as we watched him gurgle his blood, choking on it as he fell to the ground.

“Bree, how full was it?” “Full” she mutters Blue had drank nearly two litres of the water/wolfsbane mix “Xander. There’s nothing we can do.” “We have to do something. She is our mate!” He keeps talking to Blue as if she could somehow hear him. His reaction to her showed that he cared more than he let on. “Move out of the way.” He backs up as I pick her jerking body up off the floor. Carrying her back into the lounge, I placed her on the sofa. The jerks were slowing but blood was leaking out of her ears now. It wasn’t a good sign.

Then let out a yell as he ran towards Alex laying on the floor in a pool of his own blood. "Blue!" Seb cried out, falling to the ground next to Alex. His eyes were shut, his body lifeless as he laid on the ground, serving as a sight for numerous to see. "What happened here? What the hell happened? Why isn't someone calling an ambulance? Why isn't anyone answering me?!" "Seb, " Sophia rushed towards him, trying to stop him from pulling Alex closer to him. "Calm down, okay? An ambulance is on it's way already. He'll be fine."

He looked at his mom who just entered with a bowl of water and a towel. "He is fine Blaze. He is under medicine. You sniffed him and he felt safe recognising your scent. Keep him sweat clean. Don’t let his temperature down or he will fall unconscious again. And here. Milk for you. Drink it and rest. Keep him close to you. So that his body remembers you only". She kissed both of their foreheads, ushering everyone to leave the room, closing the door behind. ********* Tabby

I was even made the lead choir because of how beautiful I sang. “Who made our Angelica voice angry so we could give the person some injection?” the nurse said jokingly when she noticed my mood. “Nobody, please save the injections, I think my dog will need it,” I replied, showing Puffy needed help. “Oh, poor thing!” She collected Puffy and checked his vitals and likes. “Don’t worry, Puffy will be fine once she gets to the vet doctor. I have placed a call for an ambulance to take you to a friend of mine who is a vet doctor, she won’t charge you anything.”