eviscerated.
every last white puff of stuffing
scattered over the living room floor,
once a happy hedgehog, now a mere shell of
faux fur, she's had an exciting, albeit, too short, life.
the Puppy, satisfied for the moment, falls into
happy dreams of biting and jumping,
chasing and eating treats, so warm nestled
into her dad's puffy down coat,
so easily pulled down froma nearby hanger, the bliss
of puppy-hood.
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