Mammogram, g-y-n, dental and eye
Tests and exams every year
Time consuming and bothersome, always
Some come with a level of fear.
But nothing compares to one day each fall:
Piper’s annual trip to the vet
His well-check appointment is nerve-wracking to us
His daddy’s and my palms start to sweat.
Just to be clear, Piper’s perfectly fine
His parronts on this both agree
But cancer took our first feathered boy
So it’s hard to approach leery-free.
The doctor listens to his heart and looks in his mouth
Weighs him and feels his little belly
She leaves the room with a sample of poop
We stand by with legs made of jelly.
Dr. C returns and we hold our breath
The diagnosis: everything’s great
Instant relief, we can finally exhale
It seemed like a very long wait.
My husband will tell you: happy wife, happy life
But this should be decreed:
Bird healthy, we’re wealthy
There’s nothing more we could possibly need.
