I shot my dog

I did something that made me very sad.

I had to shoot my dog because she was mad.

I should've gotten her a rabies shot but I was tight with my money.

I wish I wasn't so cheap because now I feel pretty crummy.

I was excited and very happy on the day that I bought her.

I knew something was wrong when she became afraid of water.

It really hurt but sadly it had to be done.

It felt like I was also shooting myself with the gun.

Tears ran down my cheeks as I watched her die.

I really loved her, that's something I won't deny.

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