Putting Corky Down

She got down in her hind end,

Legs weakening and gnarled, like worn tree roots

Knowing what the vet would say

I gave her a few days in hope

Cooking her hamburger meat

She ate from my hand

My daughters cried as I took her to the vet’s office

A single shot of barbital

And the end came fast,

Faster than expected

Resting her head in the hands that fed her

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