Introduction/Present Maverick turns two years old on January 26th. As I get ready for his birthday, I start to remember all of the memories I have had with my dog for the past two years. The memories that I share with Maverick will always share a special place in my heart because he was my first dog. I will never forget the first day with Maverick and how crazy that day was for me, Nick, and his family.
Exposition/Past
I woke up on a Spring morning in 2016, and was looking on Facebook when I saw a husky for sale and he was the last in his litter. I texted Nick’s mom right away asking if we could get the dog, and once I got her approval I contacted the breeder. I have always wanted a dog, and I knew that Nick’s mom would help me to get the dog. I waited for the breeder to contact me back, so I went to my English class. Once the breeder told me I could come pick the puppy up I skipped my next English class, and booked it back to Harbor Beach from Saginaw to get the puppy.
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Once we got to the house I remember the driveway was so muddy, and when I was leaving with the puppy I almost fell because the mud was so thick and slippery. With the puppy cuddled up in my arms I could not contain my excitement! Maverick was so fluffy and smooth, and the thick smell of his puppy breath filled the air. Once we got home I went into Nick’s room and waited for him to come home to surprise
Faye is fighting to re-home animals that have been abandoned and abused. Since 2012 she has re-homed more than 60 dogs, and about 20 kittens. Faye says, “I would do anything no matter what to save one animal.” It’s as if her whole entire life revolves around saving animals. Faye thinks just by adopting an animal you can help animal abandonment. Also, Faye has her own book on why animal abandonment isn’t good. Although Faye thinks her job is stressful, she thinks it’s easy because she enjoys doing her job and helping animals find a home.
Jim had just turned 30 and was feeling depressed for not having anyone in his life. After dozing on the beach awhile Jim awoke to an “unmistakable odor”, he’d been pissed on.(1108) He first heard Alena’s voice after cursing the dog. Alena is a very attractive girl and Jim fell for her immediately. Alena and Jim left the beach to go clean the piss off his clothes at Alena’s house. While waiting for the clothes to dry, they began a conversation about animal rights. Animal rights are a huge issue in Alena’s life. Jim never paid much attention to the issue but because of Alena’s beauty and kindness he was willing to listen.
I was at my Grandpa’s house, letting his dog out. It was a Saturday night. My grandparents were out at a football game because they had season tickets. So I had to take care of the dog, Winston. He was a three-foot tall fox hound and he was tough as nails.
Matty Gustafson lives on forty acres of thickly wooded land in Northern Minnesota. Besides her own home, Ms. Gustafson owns a cottage on her property that she rents out to Hank Johnston. Mr. Johnston is the son to an old college friend of Ms. Gustafson, and she rented the place out both as a favor to Mr. Johnston’s mother, and so Mr. Johnston would have an appropriate living condition for his two large, Alaskan Malamute dogs.
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.
George would never let me tend the rabbits now, I thought to myself. I looked down at the brown an’ white pup, the one Slim gave me, and there he was lying, so lifeless. What have I done? I shouldn’t of slapped the puppy. I thought to myself. I covered the puppy with hay, but then realized that was not a smart thing to do, and uncovered it. The puppy was still very soft, I realized as I stroked it back and forth. I knew I couldn't hide this from George, he knows everything. Suddenly, I was filled with anger, Why did the puppy have to die? It was a lot bigger than a mouse… They tol’ me and I didn't listen. Now George won’t let me tend the rabbits. I rocked back and forth tryin’ to get a hold of myself. I convinced myself, or at least tried to, that this puppy di’n’t have nothin’ to do with George, an’ he has no right to not let me tend the rabbits.
Kristin found out that Bea was from a laboratory and decided to give her a loving home. In the first years of Bea’s life she was mute, pathologically fearful, and terrorized from the trauma she experienced for the laboratories. She even shook when someone approached her, and rolled over and urinated every time a man was around. When Kristin would take Bea to the vet she would shake uncontrollably with fear. This just goes to show how the trauma from these animal laboratories effects the animals. Luckily, from the love and care from Kristin Bea transformed into a healthy dog without fear of her new owners or veterinarians. This story shows that these animals need love, attention, and care that they are clearly not getting at the laboratories. (Williams, and
A young boy from the Ozarks gets a puppy loving disease. It gets worse and worse as Billy begins to lose weight and his food didn't taste good anymore. He didn’t want just any dog. He wanted two coonhounds. However, they cost a lot of money and his family was very poor. One day Billy found a magazine ad that said dogs for sale for every kind of dog for 25$ each. Billy works for two years selling bait, vegetables, and corn to fishermen and sold his grandfather berries and small animals. The day finally comes when he gets his 50 dollars.
I have never considered that a book about a dog could be so appealing and full of deep thoughts. But I changed my viewpoint after reading the autobiographical novel “Marley & Me” written by John Grogan which depicts an astonishing story about the neurotic and loyal, clumsy and loving dog named Marley. In fact, as the author mentioned in some interviews, he intended to write the “dog story”, but soon after he realized that it was impossible to do so without including the family life [2]. That is why the title “Marley & Me” encapsulates the main topic of the book such as the relationship between a human and a pet. To start with let me introduce main characters: John, Jenny, and Marley.
His name was Aden, and he was about 7 years old. He had messy brown hair and excited blue eyes. As soon as he saw the lonely puppy, he smiled. “Mom! Dad!” he called. “There’s one puppy left!”. The puppy recognized this boy from earlier in the day. He had picked the puppy up and said, “I want to take you home. I’ll be right back.”.
Armbruster, K. (2002). “Good Dog”: The stories we tell about our canine companions and what they mean for humans and other animals, 38 (4), 351, 26. Retrieved from http://www.siue.edu/PLL/
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.
I have a love for cats. Ever since I was a teenager I always wished for a cat of my own. When I moved in a three story apartment in California, the Manager of the complex said that cats were allowed in the units. I mentioned to my Aunt at the time that I was searching in the newspapers under advertisements for cats wanted. One cool breezy evening, my Aunt called me and said that a friend of her's named Judy had a cat named Katie who did not get along with her other two cats. So I agreed to meet with Judy to see if I'd love to adopt Katie.
The day Mom got Sugar was somewhat frightening for me. Obviously, I wanted nothing to do with the dog, I never planned to be in the same room as the dog, much less, take care of the dog. After all, Mom was supposed to take care of the dog. Slowly, I fell in love with her. She looked stern and loving. Her warm, brown eyes and pearly white smile only helped me fall in love with her. Not long after that I started to enjoy her company. Sugar was a loyal dog, she wanted to please everyone. When we went for a walk Sugar would come with us. We kept her on a leash, yet she never strayed from us.
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