Lucy’s nails had grown long. Because her nails are black, I can’t see the quick. I am afraid to cut them they way I confidently cut her predecessors’ nails. So, Saturday, we made a trip to the vet for a professional trim. Here is a haiku series I think she could have written.
We are in the car
Should I feel worry or joy
I start to tremble.
Shake shake shake shake shake
Drool drool droll drool drool drool drool
Shake shake shake shake shake
The door of doom looms
We have come to the place where
They torture me
I don’t like other dogs
But I hate this place more so
I ignore the others
The mean girl bribes me
Back, to the torture chamber
She cuts off my toes
Finally back to Mom
I will stare out the front door
Until we can leave
The drive home is short
And I am soon home, sweet home
Time for a nap.
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