روايات وقصص ضمن My Dog Is Trembling And Throwing Up

She rolled her eyes, but her lids were already drooping again. I stood up and grabbed the towel from the foot of the bed. “Your dogs are probably starving and sitting in filth by now. Let me go clean up.” The stink of the kennel hit like a wall. I gagged, then pressed my mouth shut and pushed the sliding door open. The dogs barked but calmed once they saw the food bowls in my hand. I fed them. One of the smaller dogs had watery eyes and sluggish limbs, and I spotted a greenish patch of vomit near its bed.

discomfort. Feral snapped open his eyes only to see nothing but pure darkness, he gasped in terror as he tried to calm down when all of a sudden his body started convulsing. He leaped up, hands on his mouth as he bent over as his body that was trembled like a leaf in the wind, hurling. “Mlergh!!! Ughek…. mbleghl…” Feral opened his mouth as the huge amount of water he had swallowed when struggling rushed out through his mouth flowing out incessantly as he vomited them all out.

I begged him while holding his hands. I could hear a scream and he was shaking extremely. My palms began to turn red with the effort of holding his hands. Suddenly, his eyes snapped open as he coughed hard, blood splattered around the room as he threw up. Tears flowed from his eyes as he kept coughing. I held my hands near his mouth. "Don't throw up again." I said. "I can't help it." he murmured. He stood up trying to balance, I made him lie down immediately.

My heart hammered out of my ribcage, and I could totally hear it in my ear. I closed my eyes as I tried to calm myself down. Breathe, Jane, breathe. I swallowed repeatedly, my stomach started to flip, and I suddenly got a feeling that I was about to throw up. I stood up and dashed to the restroom. As the mixture of acid and water escaped my lips and cruelly burnt my throat, I instinctively bent down on the sink and moved my hands to the side, looking for something to grab. I coughed, and I gasped for air. Tears ran down my face as I continuously threw up. As I bent down to release everything inside my stomach, my entire body trembled. My knees weakened, causing me to collapse down and sob on

Doe and I just stayed in that position for a couple seconds, while I tried to force myself to calm down. Only then did I hear some shifting and mumbling from the pets in the other cages. Doe removed her hand from my mouth as I began to push myself up onto my elbow, feeling how my body was trembling. She also seemed to be pretty shaken up, judging by the faint silhouette of her body that I could make out. "What did I do?" I asked hesitantly, already knowing that I had to have done something that woke her, and some of the other pets up. She crawled over me so that she was no longer on top of me, sitting on her knees right beside me.

I hugged my mother tightly and she returned the favor. Kimberly P. O. V "It seems like your Bella has Canine distemper. Dogs typically develop runny eyes, fever, snotty nose, coughing, vomiting, diarrhea, seizures, and paralysis". The dog owner start crying. I looked at the dog and the dog looked at me who is sitting on the bed. It seems like we both are thinking same. Her owner is being over dramatic.

Just lying there like some sick warning. “What the fuck is happening to me?” I whispered to the mirror. “Fuck,” I groaned, clutching my stomach as I leaned over the bed. I’d thrown up twice already. At first, I blamed it on the dead dog from last night—the way its blood had spilled across the marble like someone slit open a memory. But this morning? It was more than nausea. I was dizzy. Weak. My mouth tasted like copper and regret. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. Still naked under Vittorio’s silk sheets, I rolled over to breathe.