There was something strange going on in the little town of Mayberry. The birds were chirping, the kids were playing, but there was something else. Arf! Arf! It was the sound of puppies! Not too long ago, Ms. Morris’s beloved dog, Hattie, had 5 puppies. Everyone in town thought the puppies were boring and ugly. Their eyes were closed, made a little movement, and didn’t make any noise. Nobody thought the dogs were cute, and nobody wanted them. When everyone in town found out about the noise of the puppies, they were very surprised. People started to visit the puppies, and saw that their eyes were open, they could run and jump, and they made lots of noise! They were yellow, and had white spots on their paws, just like Hattie. Suddenly, everyone in town wanted one of Hattie's puppies! Ms. Morris was …show more content…
proud of Hattie's puppies. They were all growing fast, except for one. One of the puppies in the litter was a runt. He was very small and needed more attention from Hattie. Ms. Morris was worried no one in town would want a runt. Although her pups were different, she still had the same love for each and every one of them. As the puppies got older, they got bigger too. Pretty soon, the puppies started to play and get rough with one another. The runt was always left out because he wasn’t as big as the others. He wondered why he was so different from the others and was sad he was so different. Finally, the day the puppies got new homes arrived. One by one, one of the puppies was picked, and taken away from the litter by a new owner. The runt was very confused. “Why are all of my brothers and sisters getting taken away from me?” he cried. “They are getting new homes,” mother Hattie replied. “Will I get a new home?” he asked. “Of course.”, replied mother Hattie. “Just wait.”. The little puppy waited all day, as more and more of his siblings were taken away by strange people he had never seen. Finally, he was the only puppy left. He cried to his mom, saying he would be all alone, and nobody will ever want him. He went in his corner and didn’t feel like talking to anyone. A little while later, a little boy came into the house.
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.”. After what felt like forever to Aden, his parents agreed to let him keep the lonely puppy. Aden was ecstatic! He picked the puppy up and cradled it in his arms. “Do you know why this puppy is special?” Ms. Morris enquired. “No. Why?” answered Aden. “This puppy is small for his age. Just like you!” she replied. When the lonely puppy got to his new home, he was scared. He wondered, “Where am I? Where is my mom? Are my brothers and sisters here? ”. Aden's house was huge. There were so many things to sniff, and lots of items to chew on. The lonely puppy started to cry. Aden picked him up and brought him to his mom. “Mom, why is he crying?” he asked. “He’s sad that he’s away from his family. Maybe you can cheer him up by giving him a name,” she suggested. “Great idea!” he
exclaimed. Aden and the puppy sat on the couch. “What should I name you?” Aden asked. The puppy gave a quiet bark. “Charlie? Henry? Brady? Buster? Jack? Oliver? Duke?”. “You don’t like any of those?” The puppy gave an exhausted bark. “I know! What about Max?” The puppy liked Max. “Ruff. Ruff. Ruff ruff!”. Okay, Max! Over the next couple days, Aden and Max got along great. They played together, walked together, ate together, and slept together. Max had forgotten about his mom and siblings and was as happy as could be. The end.
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.
Relieved that the puppy held his bladder long enough to get outside the boy sat down underneath a tree and waited for the puppy to finish his business. The puppy, after relieving himself, began to playfully nip at the boy’s arm happy that his playmate came down to a level where they could both play. Understanding the cue, the boy began to roll the puppy over and they enacted in a mock dogfight. Not taking the game seriously the puppy began to lick the boy’s face, causing the boy to laugh. It was at that time the boy’s mother came out the door and whisked him and the puppy out to the barn.
Then the girl had to take a break because it was snack time. But after she was done she came right back to playing. She got the entire family up and at the breakfast table, where there were tiny plates sitting at each chair. “Once you’re done get dressed and hop in the car,” said the mother. A couple seconds later she piled all of her dolls in the car. “Where are we going momma,” asked the little boy. After she drives the car around their house she says “we’re at the drive through zoo!” The kids scream with excitement. “Remember children, these are exotic animals, they can be found in the wild or the zoo,” said the mother doll. When the car would drive by the animals, the girl would make animal sounds to its corresponding animal. In addition to the animal sounds that were made, the student also said “oooohhh” and “aahhh.” After they got through all the animals she drove the car around the house and took all of the dolls out. The student then stated that she was bored and was going to move on to another center. She cleaned up her mess and moved
After a scolding from his mother, Gary walks away from home in the essay, “The Stray,” by Gary Soto. While walking he comes across a stray dog. The lonely two walk for a mile. After walking for a while the two jump up on a car hood. While upon the hood, Gary tells the stray everything about himself. After a while, Gary decides it is always best to touch instead of tell. Time passes and the two hop down from the car. Gary unsuccessfully is able to feed the dog an orange, so he rummages through a garbage can to find the dog any leftovers. Before returning home, Gary names the stray Charlie. The next morning he finds stray in his garbage cans, calls the name “Charlie” and the dog looks up. This essay showed how someone is always there, even when
The vicious dog ran straight for the grandmother 's house and knocked on the door. "Who is it?” said the grandmother. The dog replied, "It is Little Red Riding Coat. I have your care package." "Oh that is great. Just push the door open, it is unlocked," said the grandmother. The dog ran inside and bit the grandmother enough to make her pass out and dragged her out of the house so Little Red Riding Coat would not notice. He put on the grandmothers clothes and laid in bed like how the grandmother was.
Miss Brill is without any relatives or close friends. She has no acquaintances to converse with. Therefore, she treats her fur as if it were a pet. Her fur is a “dear little thing” (98) with eyes and a tail. She sometimes feels like “stroking” it (98).
Billy Coleman wanted two good coon hunting dogs. He told his dad this and his dad said they did not have enough money for billy to get the dogs that he had wanted. One day Billy’s grandpa had told Billy that a person in a different city was selling coonhound puppies. After Billy had heard this he began saving up for the puppies. Billy saved his money for almost two years.
...om her mother and transported to a pet store where she was locked in a cage until she was purchased by my friend Hailey. I want you to think about her excitement to have a home and Hailey’s excitement to have a new pet to love. Now I want you to think about Hailey receiving the devastating news that her puppy had to be euthanized and Daisy’s fear as she was taken from her owner’s hands and put to death.
Summary: Dad told Critter that a new baby is coming home today. Critter got all his favorite things out to show the baby. He also got out his favorite book to read to the new baby, but the baby didn’t pay attention to Critter. The new baby cried a lot even when Critter made funny faces and told jokes. Critter tried to dress the new baby but it was hard. Mother had to change the baby when she smelled bad. Critter is confused at what he can even do with the new baby. Mom shows Critter several things he can do with her: cuddle her, rock her to sleep, tickle her, giver her a rattle, let her play with his finger, pull on his nose, and even take her for walks! Critter is lucky to have the new baby.
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.
A dreadful thing had happened — a dog, come goodness knows whence, had appeared in the yard. It came bounding among us with a loud volley of barks, and leapt round us wagging its whole body, wild with glee at finding so many human beings together. It was a large woolly dog, half Airedale, half pariah. For a moment it pranced round us, and then, before anyone could stop it, it had made a dash for the prisoner, and jumping up tried to lick his face. Everyone stood aghast, too taken aback even to grab at the dog.
When Mom and Dad tell Little Critter they have exciting news, he thinks they mean they are getting a new dog, not moving to a new house! Little critter has all these questions about moving from his old house to his new home? Some of his questions are, will he be able to bring his sandbox? What if he has to go to a new school that is full of bullies? What if his new next-door neighbors are big monsters? Getting to know your new neighbors might be scary, or what about new friends nearby? What if I have to go to a new school full of bullies and a mean teacher? When they got to the new house all of his friends were waiting for him in the front yard to help him unload all of his belongings. Eventually, Little Critter learns moving is not so
What comes to mind when one thinks of the word ‘puppy’? It is probable describe a puppy as a lovable, adorable, and cuddly companion. However, one might also identify the animal as a menace and a liability or even as a delicious source of food. Why does this single word hold so many meanings? One’s past experiences and biases influences these conflicting views and attitudes. For instance, an individual’s fond view of puppies may exist because they were raised with puppies and consequently grew affectionate toward the animals. On the contrary, if another individual has not bonded with puppies as pets, then they will share the latter point of view. In the short story “Puppy” by George Saunders, the multiple characters view single events and objects with contrasting perceptions. Therefore, instead of painting a precise picture of the characters and the plot, the story expresses several views regarding the morals of the characters, the motivations of their actions, and the meaning of the events that take place. In “Puppy”, George Saunders explores the theory that perception is not an elementary, universal definition of an object or idea, but a complex interpretation that is influenced by one’s unique and varying past experiences and opinions. The complexity of perception is evident in one the story’s narrator’s, Marie’s, vantage point.
This play on imagery and imagination allows you to picture the puppy being potty trained. You are able to see the excited expression and the wagging tail for using the bathroom in the right place. Personall...
I met the man to pick my choice of dog. I was brought into a room and in this room was a basket overflowing with sleeping puppies. They were two months old black and white but also a few brindle. Some had escaped and wandered off walking. Each one was five hundred dollars, not a price that bothered me since I saved enough for this. This small half black and white face male puppy really caught my attention. “That one!” Nothing was changing my mind on that. That puppy was going to be Bentley. All of my life, I had waited for this. He makes his arrival to his new