Personal Narrative Essay: Pitbulls

On February 21, my mom’s friend Julie told my family that her dog Jayden had 8 puppies. Julie knew my dad liked Pit bulls and asked if we would be interested in looking at the puppies. So my parents thought about it for a week or so because the puppies were too young to take home at that moment.When the puppies were 8 weeks old my family had decided that we would love to have one of the puppies. There were 2 puppies that looked exactly the same. We chose one of the females and brought her home over Spring Break.

We named the dog Libbi. She was a blue brindle with white markings. Her colors looked multiple shades of brown. She was a medium size dog and weighed 60 pounds. Her ears were not cropped and her tail was not docked. She looked exactly

how she was when she was a puppy. People always thought she was a boxer mix because of how she looked.
When she was 6 months old my family took her to get her to puppy class at the kennel club. The trainer Chris Christianson taught my dad how to “work” with Libbi. In 8 weeks of going through Chris’s class Libbi learned many tricks such as sit, heel, roll over, and many more. My dad also took her through Canine Good Citizens classes in December 2005. During 9/11 some of Chris’s dogs that he owned did search and rescue at the sight of the Twin Towers. Her trigger words were go for ride, squirrel, treat, camping, walk, kitty, bunny, and gopher. The only thing my parents and I teased her about was how mean she was because she would either lick you to death or beat you with her tail.
My family and I could always tell when it was time for bed. She would put her front paws on your lap and lick your face until you got up and moved to the bedroom. Libbi slept in my mom and dad’s room on the bed with them. After my parents got up in the mornings she would come to my room and visit with me.We had her for 11 years and truly miss her, but I will always have the amazing memories of her. 6-19-15