It was hours before my dog had to be put down. I was just coming home from school. I saw two cars and I ran in the house and saw a vet a, my mom and my dog . I asked what was going on and they said she has to be put down, but you can play with her for some hours then she has to be put down. I was upset, so I ran to my dog and lay with her and then my mom picked me up and said it is time for her to be put down. Me and my mom were crying. The vet had a needle in her hand and she put my dog to sleep [death]. I ran to my dog and laid there with her and I did not want to get off her. I cried for days. I had my dog since I was born . She was my fav dog ever. Me and her were good friends. I did not want another dog, but her because she was so special to …show more content…
I would lay with her when I was sad. But now she is gone, I do not know what to do without her. She would always protect me when someone is trying to hurt me. She was my angel and never mean to me. She was getting really old because we had her since I was born. My mom got her for my first birthday. I was so happy when we got her. She was my fav dog and she always lay with me at night. I was never sad when I was around her. She was golden and had long hair, she was soft, big. I would always stay in my room and never would come out of my room. I was so young when she died. My mom was sad and I was too, because all the boys were out of town. My mom did not know what to say to them when they came back. I was just staying in my room the whole summer. My brothers and dad came home and saw me and my mom sad and they asked why we were sad. My mom said, because the dog got put down to sleep [death]. My whole family was sad that she was dead. We were sad the whole summer. My dog was the only dog that my family wanted and no other dog. I never wanted another dog at all so did my family. I had to take down all of my stuff that was about my dog. My room had pictures of my dog all around my
What makes us who we are? To answer that question we must establish what we are. We are the most advanced generation of human being the world has ever seen. We as a people come up with new innovations and inventions every day that make life easier. It’s fairly easy to get caught up in what we are as a society and just think that who we are as well but, this isn 't the case. Who we are is also known as our personal identity and there are many aspects of this identity, so many in fact that focusing on only a few comprehensive aspects and going into depth on these aspects will provide a coherent view of what goes into making us who we are.
My fingers were struggling to dial 9-1-1, all I could think about was the intense crying of my mom going on in the background. What was going to happen? After the few ringing tones, an operator answered. I quickly explained that I needed an ambulance immediately. The operator said paramedics would be there in a matter of minutes. Those minutes were the longest minutes of my life. After the phone call my mom asked me to help her get my grandmother out of bed. When I went into my grandma’s room I grabbed one of her arms while my mom grabbed the other, and we pulled with all of our strengths. I was shouting my grandma's name to get a reaction out of her, she just muttered a word and looked up with her soulless eyes. As we struggled to keep her standing the paramedics came through the door. They loaded her up on a stretcher and took her to the Emergency Room. That night I couldn’t sleep thinking of what was happening in the hospital.
The day I tried to teach my sister how to walk a dog let’s just say the circus came to town and I’m not talking about the kind with clowns and wild animals. Don’t get me wrong, I love my little sister to death, but man alive was this not just one of the most hectic days of my life. If you’re wondering how learning how to walk a dog can be just as dramatic as a reality TV show; stay tuned.
I had a pet that very recently passed away who lived with us for 17 years. There were countless times she had gotten out and I searched for hours in order to be reunited. Now that shes gone, I have lost my buddy that I would spend the morning with. Mona was never our dog, she was our family. Pets are far more than just something people own, pets are members of the family.
So my mom and dad wanted another boxer so we got Maggie. Before we saved Maggie my dad, sister, and I all wanted a dog so my mom brought us to go get Maggie for our christmas gift (we were all excited). When we got back Maggie was very excited and she was jumping and licking me, but that night she ripped up everything. When we got up my mom and dad were very mad at her. Since it was only her first night my mom and dad were not that mad, but that day we went to the store and bought a cover for our couch so it would not happen again.
I wasn’t supposed to be born. My mother had three miscarriages before she had me. I was her last hope at having a son, the one thing that my father wanted more than anything. I am the only one left to carry on the Parker Family name. Yet I hardly made it to the age of 16 alive.
From the first dog I got to the first time I picked up and played a trumpet, and from the losses I’ve had to endure to the greatest friend I’ve made in my life. These little “first” events have made me the person I am today. Today if I was to describe myself in one word I would say that the word guardian would be the most accurate to who I am. I am the kind of person who would lay down his life for anyone. I’d take a bullet for just about anyone, or hold a door back to stop someone who was to hurt my friends. I would even jump on top of someone to protect them from something falling on them, and I would even carry them to safety even if it would cost me my life. The “first” events that I have experienced have left a scar on me good or bad each one has made the man I am today.
Roger Caras an Animal Welfare Advocate once said “Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.” Dogs are a man's best friend and they always have been and always will be. Losing a dog can suck and be heart breaking to many dog owners and if they don't find their dog then it really sucks. If you own a dog or just get a new dog it becomes part of you and part of your life. Dogs are an essential part of mankind. They are a man’s best friend, a loyal companion, and a fun and comforting play mate.
As a kid, I fell in love with the idea of getting a puppy for Christmas. Wrapped in a small box with a bow on top sitting under the tree just like the movies and tv shows I had seen. I can remember making a Christmas list of all the things I wanted that year, and every year the same thing that I wanted had said “puppy” with it underlined so that my mother knew which was my favorite on the list. Every year no surprise, I didn’t find a dog. I never understood why I never received one. When the kids at school talked about the few dogs they had at home made me so jealous, but I hoped that one day it would be me to have my own best friend at home.
On 08/16/17, at approximately 4:34pm, I Deputy Warden N. Christian with Franklin County Animal Care and Control (FCACC) was dispatched to 2804 Stonehenge Dr on a dog at large, no known owner. I arrived at the location and knocked on the door. Complainant stated the dog was in the backyard. I went around to the back of the apartment complex and a unknown female was holding onto the dog (American Bulldog Grey/White). I placed a leashed on the dog, I asked if the unknown female knew where the dog lived, she stated it lives a few house down at 2800 Stonehenge Dr. As I was walking the dog to my vehicle a unknown African American male approached me and stated he knew the dog owner. I asked if he can contact him for me. The unknown African
I hid behind my dad like any five year old girl would do but in a heartbeat, I soon found out that they were the most loving dogs I had ever met. I loved them so much because I did not have a dog myself at that time because my parents thought it would be to much work to take care of a dog which me and my sisters did not agree with, and whenever we brought up the thought of getting a dog they would give us a stern don’t-even-start-because-the-answer-is-going-to-be-no look, and so seeing a dog at the shop made me want a dog so bad. but it also filled a part of my heart with a warm fuzzy feeling like my heart was wearing a fluffy coat and I knew that feeling would never go away. Being at the shop all the time got a little boring like I was reading the same book over and over again so me and my sister had learned how to have a very big imagination.
MY eyes opened as I was being licked in the face by my dog and I pushed my dog out of the way to see why my room was so white as I got up to look out the window the window started to fog,then I walked over to the window a little closer and saw that there was some snow on the ground I almost started to yell in joy,but I stopped myself from shouting in joy and I looked at the clock and it was only 6:00 and I knew if I yelled then that my mom would yell at me for waking up everyone in the house.
I Want a Dog For as long as I can remember I dreamed for, begged for, wanted a dog. Not just any dog, but one that would be my best friend, a companion, and playmate. A dog that I could be proud to own, take on long sunny walks, play with, in the yard, and raise as my own. Somehow, I knew that my dog would be always by my side, run alongside me as I played tag with my friends, protect me from those who weren’t.
"Honey," my mom yelled to me one sunny afternoon, "Go out and feed Sugar." Sugar was our dog, a big, husky lap dog. I went to our kitchen, and got some food. Then I stepped outside, into the warm, fresh August air, looking for Sugar. I glanced to where I kept Sugar, and couldn't believe my eyes. Sugar was not there. I ran to the place where Sugar slept, I saw that the leash was elegantly coiled up. I knew that Sugar could not have run away. I thought that she must have chased a deer or another animal. Then a disturbing thought hit me, Sugar might have been abducted. As I tried to push that thought out of my mind, I thought that my mom could have put Sugar out in the garage. I went to the garage to check, but unfortunately Sugar wasn?t there. ?Mom,? I cried after a couple of seconds, ?Do you know where Sugar is??
Ever since I can remember I’ve wanted a dog. Never did I think that dogs would end up being by biggest fear. I was just a little kid around 6 years old when it happened. I was walking home from my friend’s house when I saw a stray dog, it was in the middle of the street blocking my way, I decided to walk past it, while I was walking it started growling at me, I hesitated but still kept trying to walk then suddenly it got up and started barking empathically towards me. I was terrified, my first initial reaction being a 6 year old kid was to scare it away, I was ignorant. I picked up a rock and threw it at the dog thinking it’ll get scared and run away. I was wrong. The dog had enough it made a whimpering noise then started barking even louder