I came home from school and found out my dog Queen had been hit by a car. My mom told me she was at the Vet and probably would not make it through the night. My mom was heading to her night job, so I raced my bike down to say good-bye to a dog I had had since I was a little girl.
I got the vet’s office and the assistant walked me back to the kennel area. She apologized for where they were keeping her, but that Queen was a big dog and they felt the kennel area was the best. I walked through this heavy steel door into a huge concrete room. The assistant told me the doctor had to build this room as the neighborhood had complained about the barking when he had just a wooden structure. I was looking at a row of 6 pens on each side with the first pen on each side large enough for a huge dog. I looked over at one and there was a medium size great Dane and a big Sheppard. The assistant told me that they she had doubled up the two dogs to make room for Queen as the place was full. She also explained that they tried to put the males on one side and females on the other, but had the two big dogs together on the female side as there was a dog with a broken leg taking the other large cage. I walked down to the last of 6 rows and there was my dog. I had been crying a little when my mom told me, but seeing her lying there and broken, sent me into a balling fit. The assistant told me to take my time and left me with my dog. I sat on the floor and took Queen’s head into my lap and cried.
The assistant came back a while later and told me she was going home and that the doctor would come back when he finished up with the other patients. I put my head on Queen’s head that was in my lap and somehow cried myself to sleep.
I woke up with a start; feeling there was something wrong. I looked down and Queen was no longer breathing. I cried and kissed her and then got up. I felt funny and it wasn’t from crying. I looked at ... Læs hele novellen
