When Trouble Came to the Neighborhood My elderly next-door neighbor thinks that I try to do too much around my house by myself. He wonders why I don’t get a husband to help me in some of the chores involved in owning a house. Although I’m usually very quick to promote my Wonder Woman ideology and be the vanguard of the Independent woman, when he offered to shovel up the three-days-dead possum some dog had dragged into my yard, and put it in his own trash barrel, I found I didn’t much mind taking the damsel in distress role. Melvin’s wife died not too long ago, and I think he is now courting the cat lady, who lives further down the street in the house with the iron gate and about a dozen cats lounging on the front porch. About a month ago, one of her cats gave birth in my garage. Three adorable gray & white spotted kittens. When I said to her, “I think there’s something that belongs to you in my garage,” she replied, “I guess it’s time to get little Dixie fixed.” I would agree with that assessment. She did not, however, offer to get the cats out of my garage. Eventually, Little Dixie took matters into her own paws and took the kittens home. Good cat.
Across the street and two doors down is Javier.
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He knew what Whataburger bags contained and would plant himself between the bearer of the bag and their front door, wagging his tail and giving his best impression of adorable 80 pound puppy. He quickly became a beloved neighborhood mascot. Only problem—he did not want to be touched. I take that back—he seemed to desperately want affection, but would shy away if you got too close. And he was deathly frightened of a collar, visibly quivering at the sight, and twisting away and snapping if you got too close with one. I don’t know what kind of abuse might create that reaction (and I really don’t want to know), but it made getting Trouble to the shelter a bit
The following story was told to me by a nineteen year old man in his dorm room at College on a Saturday afternoon in March. He is from Monroe, New Jersey, and lives with his two parents, his younger brother, his dog Cougar, and his cat affectionately known as Hellspawn. His father works as a contractor, a security guard, and a fire extinguisher inspector, and his mother works at a local garden center.
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.
On the first episode that aired, viewers are introduced to widower Andy Taylor, the sheriff of a small country town, and his son Opie. The roles of men and women are much stricter than those of today. Opie has a live in nanny named Rose that gets married so she can no longer be his nanny. Men aren’t seen as capable of looking after children alone since they don’t do any cooking, cleaning or other household chores. Aunt Bee must come and live with them so that Opie and Andy have a women to look after them. As with most norms, it would be out of the question for Opie and Andy to cook and clean for themselves. Opie even demonstrates male ignorance on the issue by making a very horrible attempt at cooking breakfast. He’s laughed at by Andy and patronized for this deviant attempt. Aunt Bee comes in to save the day, i...
For example, one of their dogs, Boris, was able to push Flea around in his wheelchair. The widow asked how Flea had taught him to do that and he claimed “ I didn’t” (27). She felt very unhappy about this because it was her job as the wife to take care of her husband. She felt as if the dogs had taken over the role of caregiver and she was not happy about it at all.
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.
Mrs. Hale feels a natural responsibility to defend and protect Minnie Foster Wright through her connection as a fellow woman and housewife. Upon her introduction to Minnie through her home, Mrs. Hale finds an immediate connection. She understands Minnie’s life as a homemaker and a farmer’s wife and is quick to defend her when her skills as a wife and woman come into question. When the men recognize Minnie’s lackluster cleaning of kitchen towels Mrs. Hale retorts “[m]en’s hands aren’t as clean as they might be” (Glaspell 160). She asserts her loyalty to Minnie and notes that men are not always perfect or without blame, without “clean hands”. As a woman, Mrs. Hale easily sees herself in Minnie’s place and comes to her defense as if she were defending herself. It is easier to share her loyalty with a woman so much like her than it is to be loyal to men that act superior and do not understand the challenges of being a housewife. The men find a woman’s chores as petty, nothing but “trifles” (Glaspell 160).Scholar Karen Stein argues that it is these commonalities that create the responsibility of everywoman to defend one another (Ortiz 165). Mrs. Hale sees herself in every...
In my words, Sociological imagination is a way for a person to look at their life as a result of their interaction with society. It can explain why a life is lived with way it is lived and all events, decisions, successes, and failures that have occurred. In my life I have encountered many situations, problems, opportunities and events. I can use my sociological imagination to examine these and figure out why I am the way I am and also why I have chosen to do certain things
Handling adversity is something that all people must do throughout their lives, but it is the ways in which individuals approach adversity that sets us apart. There are two contrasting ways in which you can respond to adversity: 1) you can either curl up into a ball and accept the outcome as it is 2) you can take control of the situation and work hard to make the resulting outcome in your favor. I faced adversity within sports when I was diagnosed with a physical disorder as a child.
I remember hearing the day before about people protesting. People were talking about these protests being violent and that it had happened before. That night I went to sleep scared knowing that the next day I had school. I was hoping that school would be cancelled the next day and if they hadn't then my mom wouldn't let me go, but knowing the school system there was no way they were going to close schools and my mom would not let me stay home if the school didn't close because if I didn't attend school there was a good chance they would fail me for that year. The next day I woke up still scared, I got ready and waited for my sisters to come out, so we could walk like we usually did every day. Walking to school everything was normal, and everyone was going about their business. It seemed like nothing was going to happen and I was relieved.We walked until we reached our favorite morning food stand and I bought my sisters and I plantain chips and we continued to walk down the dusty street until it was time for me to go a different route. We said our goodbyes. I waited until I couldn't see them anymore and crossed the street into the neighborhood with the weird little white church that constantly had people screaming, I've heard many things about this church.
A calm crisp breeze circled my body as I sat emerged in my thoughts, hopes, and memories. The rough bark on which I sat reminded me of the rough road many people have traveled, only to end with something no one in human form can contemplate.
I yelled at him. The dog remained calm. Now it was standing on my waist. It lowered its cute head, and sniffed my pockets. I was surprised.
How many of you like to travel? Do you travel alone or with group of people? How about go to another country alone? Could you ever imagine to take a plane and fly away somewhere by yourself? Some people get freaked out just mentioning this. They start thinking about all this horror stories of kidnapping, robbery, cheating. However, there is no guarantee that it is not going to happen if you are with your friend.
went to sit down on the sofa. A few minuets later my food was ready
As my Aunt and I entered Judy's house which was a fifteen minute drive from where I live, I noticed cut black and white cat long haired cat with a pink nose and mysterious slanted eyes sneaking up on me near the corner of the hallway of the house. Judy shared with me that Katie was spayed, what foods to feed the cat and that she was tramatized. Judy had shared with me that she took Katie to the Shelter to try to find the owners but to no aval. You see, Katie had showed up at Judy's arcadia door so Judy took her in and kept her for several months before deciding to give the cat away.
At the time I lived in a small two bedroom house with a fenced yard near Wanamaker road. Once Charlie was a full grown dog, he was the hit of the block. Charlie hardly ever barked, and was always just as happy to see the large groups of children exiting the school bus, as he was for me to arrive at home after work. Charlie had a bag full of tricks. My favorite was the Bob Dole, in which Charlie would sit and shake with his right paw, then I would give him the "Bob Dole" command, and he would immediately shake with his left paw. It was a riot, and netted Charlie about thirty pounds of treats in his lifetime.