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How can I live with myself?


Submitted:Dec 10, 2012    Reads: 45    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

"Yes"

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

"Alright"

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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