Better Off Dead

The dog went into a seizure
started shaking like it had
Saint Vitis.
Nine days and twenty two hundred dollars later
came home from the animal hospital,
a dog that looked and acted as if it had a lobotomy.

Know when to kiss your pets goodbye,
cause the Veterinarian you rush it to,
certainly is not gonna tell you.
The animal is better off dead.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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