Wednesday, January 11, 2017

Vet



She wasn’t in this to make friends
            To meet Fido
                        To help Star
                                    To heal
The money she got from fights was ludicrous
            Padded her salary generously
She could make a calm dog explode in the ring
            A sensitive one ignore a fatal wound
            A reserved one snarl
If they could pay the right price

It was romantic
            She supposed
Doctor by Day - Drug Dealer by Night
            If the dog survived losing the injury treatments were great as well
            Straight up front cash, and she always knew they’d be back

So if she got a call from a strange number at two in the morning
            She answered it, almost eager despite tiredness in her eyes
There was a fight going down tonight, a big one
            She recalled the dogs, both had seen her
                        Pitting two of her cases against each other
                        She didn’t play sides unless there was profit
            Rottweiler and Doberman
                        Successful, fearless, drugged not for aggression
                        But for muscle, the added pounds useful to a starved dog

It was a rescue
Not odd, always at odd hours - always low pay
            It would look odd if she refused
Her eyes widened when she met them at the shelter
            The Doberman
The fight had been broken up
            She smiled to herself at the idea of those searching to collect their fee
            She was always paid in advance

She looked well enough, and the vet knew if she stuck a needle in
            exactly what it would test positive for
Her hand skimmed over the matted fur
What did they want? A few gashes stitched up?
She did it quickly and exacted her fee

The dog snarled softly at her on her way out and all she did was smile
There was power there
            Power over mind
            Power over body
Making the body go on, make the body fight
            While the mind fought the body

A tempting fantasy
            she had learned from the best after all
                        Hard eyes, big muscles, and sharp mind
                        Her mentor had taught her quickly how the business worked
She learned about the conventional things
            But she also learned other sciences
The power over these mongrels was intoxicating
            The world was infatuating
            The business ludicrous
More than she could ever hope to do in her day job
            At times it seemed boring, a boring job and a boring day.

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