Snoopathan The Third On Deez

A gut wrenching sound.

 

It's time.

 

Mouth wiggling.

 

Drinking tears.

 

Please, no.

 

Blood, pus and now this.

 

It's time.

 

One more walk.

 

Maybe it'll stop.

 

Leash response heartbreaking.

 

A gut wrenching sound.

 

Can somebody else do this?

 

Anybody?

 

Echoes mock within an empty home.

 

It's time.

 

Car stereo. Wind therapy. A temporary fix.

 

I cover him with kisses.

 

The sandman in a white coat comes forth.

 

As they leave, I watch through burning eyes.

 

Snoop looks back.

 

Where are they taking me, daddy?