Personal Narrative: If I Get My Own Dog

Walking up to the shelter only to find that the dog we wanted is being taken home by another family, we thought we wouldn't be getting a dog today. But when we found her, we were glad that the other dog was taken. Her black, slicked back fur shedding off of her perfect dog body. Her black beady eyes are bulging out of her head with the look of excitement. Unable to hold herself back she breaks the leash that the vet was trying to hold her back with. Running to us, she slips and falls on her head. We don’t have a second to worry because she jumps up and starts licking our faces with her slobbery tongue. By the time she is tired from licking our faces, we feel as if we just went swimming in a pool of melting jello

The road is so flat and straight; you can see them coming from a mile away. Six runners flow in arrowhead formation around the Canadian city of Saskatoon. The early November air is still and dry, the sky overcast, and the temperature hovers a bit above freezing, just as predicted.

Do you want to know how to take care of a dog? There are lots of things you have to do to take care of your do. Well I am going to tell you how to do just that.

Each day I would wake up the same way. With a smile on my face and everything in its place. Feeling whole and complete. Suddenly, it's different. Waking up from the night with a gaping hole inside yourself, knowing that life will never be quite the same. That hollow feeling doesn't seem to go away. As you know that the trusted pal you once had laying at the edge of your bed each morning, scruffy and content. Will never be there to greet you ever again. Growing up with a dog, having only known a life with them, comes to a shocking halt when they leave you. Until you can find the strength in the loss.

Can you remember the days before you had a Twitter, Snapchat or Instagram? Ever looked back at your life and questioned what was more important to you back then to what’s important to you now. As we became older, technology grew rapidly stronger and this new aged world that is based on sharing, likes, emojis and views has turned us into figurines to promote one’s ego and popularity. I mean, who does not want to share about what extravagant thing you did this past summer or how hot this puppy dog filter made you look in this photo?

So when Animal jam first released the masterpiece feature I decided to make greater dog from undertale. It took me 4 hours (my hand was shaking from using a mouse). Before I can click create den item, my mom yelled at me and I completely froze, accidentally clicking exit on the tab. Now, this was the time that you couldn't save for dear life. So so it was gone forever. I soon tried to make another greater dog and I was in the same place lie before my dog started winning to go out so I ran really fast to take him out. So I could finish the last parts on the greater dog art. My dog took over 30 mins just to go and when I came back the game was logged off.

My parents had no idea that I had morphed into a dog. We got to our hotel and checked in, while we were in the lobby, there was a tub of legos near us. I pawed all the way to the legos and nocked the tub over. My parents saw what happened and said sorry to the clerk and put me in the petrifying

Wrapped up in my pink, cozy, warm, blanket, trying to catch a few more winks of sleep before the earsplitting alarm abruptly awakened me, a pitter-patter sound entered my dreams. Reluctantly, I sleepily forced one eye open, then the other, and propped myself up on my elbow to notice a lengthy, ochre, blurry streak barreling through the hallway so quick, that, in my confusion, I tricked myself into believing that I might have just witnessed a cheetah in my hallway.

I sprang out of bed and peeked outside to see how the weather was, I couldn't believe this day was here. My parents said if it wasn't raining, we'd be able to adopt a puppy. It was a sunny day and there was no signs of rain. It was like the sun wanted me to get a new pup. This was the day I have been longing for. I can finally adopt a pet from the animal shelter, but will I be able to take care of it?

“Izzy, come here girl,” I called, marching through the snow to get my dog. I grabbed her collar and began walking her to the house so I could go eat breakfast. Though Izzy started to lose her hearing, I spoke with her as if she understood everything I said. As we trampled towards the house, I took in the beauty of the Cheyenne winter. Once we reached the house and I put Izzy in her kennel, it dawned on me that my dog had arthritis and her hearing started deteriorating. Finally out of the cold, I took off my wintertime coat and entered the house. After breakfast, I went downstairs to begin school.

I live in Thornton, CO with my Mother, Father, and Sister. We have 4 dogs, three German Shepherds named Yaffa, Axel, and Schatzi. We also have a Rottweiler named Bijou. In my free time I love to write fictional stories about these animals. I don’t use their real names of course, but their fake names are just as good. In this story, my dogs are surviving with us humans. They living my home. Ax’s pack leader is my mother of course, because Axel in real life, loves her and she loves him. I am the human pup the dogs talk about.

Some dogs play fetch, love, cuddle, and maybe give you kisses. My dog does do these things ,but also some other things. Other dogs nap and chill. My dog runs around the house nonstop. Dogs sometimes like to play with other dogs. My dogs is afraid other bigger dogs. My dog is like a football game you don't know what will happen. He is one crazy pup. My dog roscoe is weird.

In the beginning, I was taking my dog named Mindi outside. She was about half a year old. Mindi is half vizsla, fourth australian shepherd, fourth lab. I wasn’t paying attention because I was distracted by my cat gary.

Raising a puppy to a dog is probably the most unique experience that I have ever encountered. It has various stages of experiences. Going from anywhere to about to rip out your own hair from your scalp to the most warm-hearted experience alive. I have definitely had to teach my dog a few things because when she was a puppy she raised hell as you can say. Besides the fact she was a terror, I wouldn't give her up for the life of me. Val, my dog is my best friend and the most loyal friend I could ever ask for.

Being a first time dog owner I can honestly say I had not the slightest idea on how to raise a dog, and how much work they actually were. I was clueless on everything from potty training to training the dog to be obedient. I’d say the biggest way becoming a dog owner has changed me, was it taught me to become more responsible. For example, before having a dog my studies came first, then I was pretty free to go out and have fun. With this added responsibility of having a dog my mindset changed from studying and hanging out with friends, to studying and taking care of a dog. Which meant instead of going out and hanging out with my friends on a Friday night, I’d stay home and play with Trigger. At first the added level of responsibility made my stomach churn, since I was now responsible for another living thing. Now the nerves are gone and I couldn’t be happier. Both Trigger and I have come a long way, where I’m becoming a better trainer and Trigger is becoming more obedient. For instance, Trigger is being trained to hunt both waterfowl and