The vet gave me a packet of paperclipped forms. I walked out into the parking lot. I wanted to look at the forms but the paperclip was stuck on my dress. I stopped walking. I wriggled the packet. I moved the packet back and forth while tugging the packet gently away from my body. The sun was bright. There was an American flag waving over the plaza. I thought about how my dog had been as long as the table. I thought, A good long dog. I lightly tore my dress and looked at the packet. It didn't help.