Taking the Dog to the Vet

Written by: Taylor Graham

I called and called. She wouldn’t come.
Hiding in manzanita – had she
become a wild thing?

Search partner for eleven years.

Now, tumors in her lungs. 
It was time. We’d dug the grave
and spoken the sentence. 

Deaf to my command. A dog 

who read my mind, who knew at least 
five words for “find” – and I 
imagined she didn’t understand?