Where is my dog?

I dropped Grendel off at the groomer
five hours ago–appointments are supposed to last
only three to four
I’ve called and I’ve called
they tell me to keep on waiting
i think he is in pieces on the floor
and they are trying to put him back together
“Where does this leg go?”
“Was this his tail or part of his nose?”
my voice is raised, my nerves are jittering
my mouth is frowning and my breath is sighing
now im getting into my car
and I’m going to storm in
and demand to know what the hell is happening
and where my dog is

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