My dog gave me worms, the little bastard.
It wasn't the little white ones you see in the adverts or the pink ones you dig up for fishing neither.
These are horrible grey things the size of a toddler's arm.
I was bent over to scratch his ears one last time before he was about to be put down when he pounced.
First he got the vet - not surprised by that one.
Had him pinned down and bit at his jaw til it broke them vomited a couple of worms down him.
It was like the mother birds feeding their babies.
I didn't think he'd turn on me next but then again, I did bring him there to die.
It wasn't the little white ones you see in the adverts or the pink ones you dig up for fishing neither.
These are horrible grey things the size of a toddler's arm.
I was bent over to scratch his ears one last time before he was about to be put down when he pounced.
First he got the vet - not surprised by that one.
Had him pinned down and bit at his jaw til it broke them vomited a couple of worms down him.
It was like the mother birds feeding their babies.
I didn't think he'd turn on me next but then again, I did bring him there to die.
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