As you swim around inside your dogs stinky stomach, luck suddenly seems to come on your side (which is fair, after what you've been through). The dog seems to have sensed he has eaten something not good, and you are stirred from your relatively peaceful floating as you feel the sloshing of the organ as he runs outside.
You have little time to ponder what is going on as suddenly the stomach contents churn violently all around you, then the walls contract and you feel the pressure inside the chamber build, until suddenly everything is forced back up the throat, you included.
As the dog bents his head down to get rid of his stomach contents you're forced up the throat, with a spew of the chunky meat and water horizontally. You jet back out into the open air, landing hard on the grass, you feel his vomit and Enzymes raining down on you as he emptys himself, then stop. Even though that was a miraculous piece of luck all you can think about is needing a wash and hoping your dog doesn't try anything else...
