Tuesday, June 11, 2013
If not now, when?
One more time, and then the last. Ginnie prepares to argue with the Vet.
But he insists “Let’s do it.”
Shortly her other legs would go. And, as she was already deaf and nearly blind…
Ginnie cries holding her as Doc eases the needle
in saying “Goodbye old Honey.”
“He says no charge,” Lillian tells her, so she
needn’t offer ten on account and admit she
started living in her car.
Behind the receptionist, a calendar of a snowy mountain, its gray foothills creeping forward,
through them and the wall in back.
One more time, and then the last. Ginnie prepares to argue with the Vet.
But he insists “Let’s do it.”
Shortly her other legs would go. And, as she was already deaf and nearly blind…
Ginnie cries holding her as Doc eases the needle
in saying “Goodbye old Honey.”
“He says no charge,” Lillian tells her, so she
needn’t offer ten on account and admit she
started living in her car.
Behind the receptionist, a calendar of a snowy mountain, its gray foothills creeping forward,
through them and the wall in back.
Labels: dog, Euthanasia, living in car, vet
