Mutilating the Dog

She cut the dog’s ear off

It didn’t make a sound

I hear her crying,

Always women with the fucking crying

And I walk down

The dog’s blood from shit to stern

She was trimming his ears

And she missed

Going an inch in

We had just bathed the fucker, too

The dog is shaking, but doesn’t really care

He seems like it doesn’t hurt

He just doesn’t like her crying.

We try to stop the bleeding

But the dog shakes its head and starts again

She asks me if he will die

I explain that a minor cut

While annoying

Cannot kill a dog of this size

And that the worst that can happen

Is it will shake its head

Repeatedly until it looses enough blood

To pass out

And then while he sleeps it will clot

SERIOUSLY? she screams.

I shake my head and tell her

She needs to work on understanding sarcasm

And grooming