Descriptive Essay About My New Home

In the Diane's house, I walked out of the garage house and I saw a wander puppy in a street next from me, and it came forward onto me. It looked a tiny gray on the black oil on the shine fur coat and a clearly white on the mask of placed over the snout. His golden almond shaped eyes around more shiny, like as god.

The Breeder meets us and says to my mom “well ya’ll puppy dawg is right through ear.” As soon a she opened her mouth I was questioning getting our dog from here. We follow her into the dog house that’s where all of the different breeds of dogs are and end up all the way at the end. She hands us the puppy. He was a Tricolored cocker spaniel and had big front paws and the cutest little eye brows that I fell In love with. She gives it to my mom first and then my mom gives him to me. Finally I got my dog and he was so cute and so soft. Now we need a name.

I remember it was raining that day. The ground was wet and the air was cool and there was a nice summer breeze. When i got home i drank a lot of water and eat some food i took from the party. I was very happy to get my black belt. My mother said she wanted to give me a gift, I asked her what type of gift. She told me she wanted to get one of the neighbors puppies. We rushed to the store and went to go get a dog bed a toy and food and water bowl.We bought this fake grass mat, it’s supposed to train the dog. Two hours after the neighbor came with the dog who was extremely excited to meet new people.He was small and a brownish color with very fluffy fur. Nice brown eyes and a curled tail.The dog was a poodle so his ears were floppy.He jumped on my leg and started licking my hand.I pet him, i was excited to play with him i took his toy which was a duck and too large for him at the

The fire service is full of tradition and has been that way since the very beginning of it time. It has always been a challenge when trying to implement new technology, ideas or ways of acting. For a long time in this history, firefighters have used a solid stream nozzle at the end of a hose line. In 1968, the fog nozzle was invented and a struggle between the old and a new began. Although there are benefits to both nozzles, the capabilities of the fog nozzle make it clear that it is the better choice.

I lie in my bed all day long waiting almost anticipating for someone just one person to want me to walk by and think to themselves he’s not such a bad dog I want to bring him home. I think someone would be lucky to have such a good boy.God that would be nice instead, I waste my days a way with little to do besides eat and sleep and occasional walks and playtime with the other pups. Now you're probably wondering how I ended up here if I say I’m such a good dog welllll it was a few years ago I don’t remember how long ago exactly but days just turn to weeks which turn to months it all blends together when everyday's the same. Well anyways I had two loving owners Sarah and Jacob I was their baby they adored me and I adored them they gave me all

I turned the doorknob to a beautiful land of...PUPPIES! They were in every corner in the house. My mom told me to pick out one that will grow not that big. I saw this little black ball in the corner of my eye. It was a miniature pinscher puppy. I wanted it. No other puppy. I wanted that one. I told my mom and she said it was the perfect one. we told the old lady that owned the dog house and she said that we could keep him. I asked her if it wa sa girl or a boy. The old lady said it was a boy. We took the BOY puppy to the car while my cousins picked out theirs. They came out with the same one! But it wa a different one of course but same breed. We all drove to our to my grandma’s house to eat dinner and play with our new puppies. On our way we named them my puppy got named Jackson. My cousin’s puppy got named Damian. When we got to my grandma’s house we started playing with Jackson and Damian. My dad picked up Jackson and rolled onto his back. Jackson started licking my dad on the cheek. I quickly grabbed the camera and took a

The birth of my first child remains a vivid memory. As my wife and I returned home with our newborn baby, reality hit: this child will require attention, education, guidance, and instruction. But this instruction has a specific goal: to help the child become an independent, productive, and moral adult. Childhood is a preparation process and parents are instructors for the child with a limited scope in time. In this document will argue that the parent-child relationship serves as an model of what the Mosaic Law is to the modern Christian: an important but temporary guiding institution for God’s people, replaced by a better and fuller measure of grace: the rule of love in Christ. This view has been labeled “redemptive-historical

It was morning again and I was anxious waiting for the pound to open. That means I have another chance of being adopted. The man opened the door while talking to a young family of three that needed a fourth member. They had a little girl. She had long blonde hair, just like mine. The man shows them around, and then the little girl comes towards me. Her hazel eyes staring into mine like if she was looking straight into my soul. She whispered “ You are mine.” I tilt my head in confusion asking myself “ Did she just say that I belonged to her? Is this all a dream?”

The barking and talking of various people, and the pet owners grooming their pet’s fur, revolted me. I started walking swiftly, trying to leave Ali’s Pet Shop behind as a poodle looked up at me with her vulnerable eyes. It was still a baby I guessed it was no older than a month. Through the glistening window upon the measly patch of sunlight, the fluffy white poodle with black patches and bright blue eyes, gently placed it’s paw of the glass of the window. My heart melted at that moment, I kissed my hand and aligned my hands to her paw. For few seconds, I stood there in the same position. Then the store keeper came and took the poodle, my eyes blinked twice as I turned and continued to saunter towards the Seven

My new dog was staring blankly at me wondering when I would pick him up and take him home. I was at a ranch near Los Angeles, it was a humid day. The ranch had a large field and a small house probably enough for 3 people. The ranch smelled awful from all the animals and waste. Questions were racing through my mind. “ How would I know which one to pick?” “How would the dog react if I try to take him?” I thought about the questions my Mom would ask me if I chose one. “Are you sure that's the one you want?” “ There are many more to choose from.” We found the man that was keeping the puppies. He looked like he just got done working since he was covered in dirt head to toe.

My mom got us in the car and we did a drive over to the Grapeland Bulldog Rescue, they mainly rescued English and French Bulldogs, but the one my mom was after was Sophia. Sophia was a fat, white, 4 years old, smashed face, face only a mother could love kind of dog. She was a frenchie and those are high dollar dogs, but we were allowed to take her as long as we paid to get her fixed. The way my mom put it we were Sophia's “retirement home”, she had had 8 litters of puppies! Anyway while my mom talked business inside, Ally and I went outside to play with some frenchie puppies. They were so cute, smashed faced, chubby little things. They were white and black and super cute. After what I wish was forever, my mom called us inside and she and the lady who ran the place led us out back, she showed us Sophia's sister and Sophia's boyfriend. Sophia getting ready with the lady's husband inside, at this point I had no idea what sophia looked liked. Sophia’s sister was a lot like Sophia white, chubby, and smashed faced. Sophia's boyfriend was the same except black, and he actually had a tail. We learned a bit

Squeezing the box sent the closure tabs flying open, and two cute, rotund pups came bounding over the edge of the box.One was immediately on my lap; his tail was slapping my leg, then it was in my face, then at my arm and back to my leg again; he was so wiggly. Remembering there was another puppy, I got up to go find him. As soon as I got my feet on the ground, the first little puppy began jumping at my legs and pulling at my sash with his milk teeth, which had untied due to my careless

When I looked in the pen I saw a little puppy curled up in the corner, his eyes were shut and he looked so lonely. Picked him up and right when I picked him up I fell in love with him. I showed him to my sisters.

When we got home I heard barks coming from the yard,I thought that was the neighbor's dogs buddy, a German shepherd,and Lucy, a golden retriever. But I decided to check the barking out, I open the door to the backyard.I saw a gorgeous chocolate lab with a ocean blue eyes,running towards me.I bend down to pet her silky fur,I could feel the warm sun on my face as I played with the puppy.I saw my dad smiling at me from the big oak tree,I cradled the puppy in my arms and walked over to my dad.I asked him “Is this puppy mine?” he

One place that I see every day but don’t put much attention to is my house. The house that I live in is near by a park and a gas station. My house is small and cozy is made of steel frames, the anterior part of the house has a beige and pink color that combine a beautiful shade. The inside of my house has many portraits of family members and drawings. I have a total of two bathrooms and four rooms a kitchen and two living rooms. We have a living room that’s used for grown-ups and the other one is used for the children. The kitchen table and chairs are made of wood, in the ceiling there is big chandelier. The walls of my house are painted in different colors that are green, beige and pink. I like that every room has its own different color, it’s not boring it brings life and shade.