puppy and Puppy

I am Puppy that I killed

I am a lost puppy.
Puppy is my name.
Humans like me but only because I am a puppy.
I am not sure what a puppy is –
only that it is not a dog.

I was born in a cardboard box on a cardboard box-like day. I am not sure what that means, but that is because I am Puppy and not a dog. I have lots of brothers and sisters, and they are all puppies too. We are all cursed to be puppies, but THEY have names. I am Puppy.

I have wondered what it would be like to be a cat.
Perhaps a kitty, or Kitty even
but then I would be in my state of puppieness.


Today may be a better day because someone likes me –
Puppy.
But I have just been hit by a car.
I was,
Puppy.