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How can I live with myself?

Submitted:Dec 10, 2012    Reads: 49    Comments: 5    Likes: 3   

They put me down on the table

The lady in the white coat looks at me

She examines my paws, and looks through my fur

I do not like her very much

I'd much rather be with my girl

She's standing behind the lady

I want her to take me away

I cry

The scary lady asks if she wants a moment alone


She picks me up

I lick her face

She cries

Is it because I bit her last night?

I'm very sorry

I lick her again

"I love you" She says between sobs

She keeps crying and holds me tight, petting me

"I'm so sorry"

I wonder what for

The lady comes back

I don't want her to touch me again

She puts me back on the table


She goes to her desk and picks up something

Oh no

It's one of those

Last time I saw one of those, she put it in me

And it hurt

I wimper

She holds me down, and I look to my girl

She's crying again

Then the sharp pain comes

But it doesn't last too long

I look back at my girl

She's crying even harder

But everything is warm

And I am tired now

So I lie down

And sleep


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