Personal Narrative: My Love For Dogs

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

Hello pretty people, Sam here. I went through a specific process when picking Cooper to be my first dog. I wanted to walk you all through that process to hopefully make it easier on you when trying to pick out a dog.

This in my last year of high school. I plan on making this my big year. My grades are going to be the best that they have ever been, also my best year of playing football. At the end of the year, I will be getting ready to play college football.

On 09/17/16 at 4:28pm, I Deputy Warden N. Christian was dispatched to 3271 Medina Ave on dogs’ at large owner known. I arrived at the location and saw two dogs in front of that address. As I was approaching the dogs, dog owner Jami Puryear came out of the house. Ms. Puryear stated that the brown chow belongs to her and the second dog black/brown mix breed is a stray that hangs out in the area. Ms. Puryear placed her dog in the house. With the assistant of Ms. Puryear I was able to capture the second dog and place it in my van. I asked Ms. Puryear if her dog had a current license, Ms. Puryear stated it didn’t. I asked to see Ms. Puryear identification card, Ms. Puryear complied. I issued Ms. Puryear a violation for failure to license

I believe in my dog. I believe that she is way more than just a standard classified pet. How could she just be some domesticated dog? There’s no way; Bella is too understanding to be categorized as a pet or even a domesticated dog.

Ruff! Ruff! Ruff! Is all Max could hear when he went to go get his first dog by himself. He was so excited to finally get a dog! Max had just graduated from college and was excited too live on his own. But what he was most excited to do was get a dog! .When he was little his parents never let him get a dog because they thought they were useless. Max had always loved dogs whenever he would go to friends houses he would always end up playing with their dog. Now he was happier than ever to finally get a dog! He was wondering which one to get,

My mom and I then began to search harder than we had before. The next day we found a very adorable dog. On the website they did not have much information about the dog named #199. We found him on Saturday. The shelter was closed on Saturday, and Sunday, so my mom emailed them our application. The only information on the website was that they thought he was a collie/whippet mix, male, playful, and they think that he is about ten months old. On Monday we had not seen or heard a reply yet and my mom and I were becoming very anxious. So on Wednesday my mom called the shelter to ask if they got our application. We kept on our search for our new furry friend and contacted the shelter anxiously awaiting to see what will happen next.

It was the 11th of January and we were going to get a new dog. The road has ice, snow and sleet. I had a headache and I was really tired. It was cold, cloudy, and bright. The ride was like a 4 hour ride because I slept through the whole thing and it was awesome. When I woke it we were still not there. So my mom, brother and I all played car games. When we got there it was loud and it made my head hurt even more than it did before. It was wet and really icy so I had to crawl. My mom asked “What are you doing on the ground.” I said “Crawling so I don’t fall on my butt or my side like I always do. When we went in we saw Peanut. The women said “The reason he has bad back legs is because he was at a puppy mill.” He was funny because he was slipping

When I say that I will exceed, I mean I will have to take my classes very serious, and do extremely well, especially when it comes to the ACT and my GPA, and also the grades itself. I look around and I see students finally graduating and I get jittery because now it’s clicking in my mind that, “Hey, it’s finally my year to shine.” Honestly, this is a fantastic feeling!

our dogs. When our mom came to the door and told us to come inside

One day around two o'clock pm I got a phone call from my dad. I answered it and it was awful news. He told me that our dog, Cruiser, had passed away. He was only four years old, and none of us were expecting it. I thought that nothing good would have ever come out of it. But something did. Cruiser and I were never that close, I never really ever wanted to go out and see him at our farm, but I still loved him to death.

I was shocked to hear our plans for the day. Looking at more dogs? It had been less than a week since the last one and the newspaper ads hadn’t given us any options. I ran to my room, took my New York Yankees Baseball Cap off the hook and ran to tell my siblings. They were equally as shocked as I was. The three of us couldn't tell why my Dad, who never wanted a dog in the first place, wanted to go searching for one now. But I had an idea about why.

I am from his airborne ball flying like an eagle across the great green grass

Overall I know that I’m going to graduate because I’m pushing hard and all I need to finish is my Cyber High and keep up my grades and I will graduate.

I was alone in my apartment at 8PM. My dog, Loki; an Australian Shepard, was by my side on the couch. I live with my fiancé, but he 's currently at work. So I 'm home alone on the couch, waiting for my “Knight in shining armor” to come home. As I 'm watching the latest episode of Steven Universe,(Yes, I 'm a child. So what?) I hear a noise come from the front door. It 's too quiet to be able to tell what it is. Loki barks at anything that he hears out of the ordinary, so the fact he hasn 't moved puts me at ease. For now at least.