A Dogs Tail: A Short Story Of A Dog

There are so many kinds of dogs in the world, but why did the shell decide to make me this dog? What if it wasn’t the shell, what if it was the wish I made of becoming a dog, or I was always a dog all along but I didn’t know it? My dad was getting scared and so was I. He stared posting images of me all around town, and he already talked to the police. NO matter what, I had to do something. So, I stared to think maybe I could go around town and try to find one of those papers and show it to my dad maybe he will get a hint that it was me. And that exactly what I did. I found one paper, but I couldn’t reach it off the post it was stapled to. A little girl came by be and noticed I didn’t have a coler on and she asked what I was doing here and

Paws—a normal, small, speedy mouse—walked by the fallen stop sign. “Oh, I remember this stop sign. I’m almost home.” He was not smart enough to realize that there was another one up ahead. “Now, I have to turn left.” Then, he turned right, and then right, left, right, left, and then left.

One cold stormy night in an alley there was a basset hound. She was just a little puppy. She was all orange and white with a black sport around her eye. She had no tags no collar; she had nothing on her. The pound saw her eating food from a trash can. There was three trash cans and one black cat in the alley and trash all over from the little pup. The pound missed him by a hair. She got away and run off. She found a red barn so she got in the barn and that is where she slept for the night. The next morning the little pup got scared off a weird and unusual sound. The sound sounded like this, “Moooo”. The little pup ran out and saw a bunch of kids and wondered what happened. She went

It's only a dog, the FBI agents think when they descend on the drug lord's home. Only a dog, chained in the back yard, half starved and with almost glowing eyes it's so filled with rage and fear.

Jonah was driving down the old road one late night when he experienced one of the most terrifying events in his life. He probably should have listened to his roommates stories. If he did, none of this would have happened. He would have realized that his roommate isn’t all that crazy after all.

I remember a panicked bark, very sharp, almost squeal like. Suddenly, I heard more barks coming from the front office of the local animal rescue where I volunteer. I was in the kitten room cleaning and became concerned because the barks were becoming more frantic. It sounded like the poor dog was hurt. Placing the last of the litter in the bin, I wiped my hands on a towel and walked over to the main office to see what the commotion is all about. What I did not expect to see through the window into the lobby was a small, fluff ball of a puppy, running around in circles while it owner and receptionist was trying to catch her. I tried my best to open the door and slide in as quietly as possible, thinking that I could help chase down the puppy, by surprising it. I wasn’t

Every morning when I wake up and every time I walk through the door I am greeted by the happiest face. The absolute love and compassion that this creature has is contagious. Just seeing her face puts me in the best of moods even when I am down. Ever since I was 6 years old my pug Annabelle has been my most loyal friend. I would never consider her as my “pet” just so I could pet her and play with her whenever I felt like it. As weird as it may sound, being able to tell my dog all of my problems and her not judging me with an answer is very therapeutic. She has been there through my best times, and the most difficult. You can just tell in her eyes that she cares so deeply for those around her. Her presence lights up the room and as loud and obnoxious

What makes this story ironic about it too, at first the dog was on a verge of dying and saw an opportunity to survive. The character super ego and stubbornness not to listen to his elder is what got him killed. If only he had some assistance when trying to build another fire or simply not travel under extreme conditions he would have been alive. His strength alone was not enough to meet the standards of survival. This teaches the protagonist a consequenceing lesson for underestimating

The play The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nigh-Time is about a 15-year-old boy named Christopher who finds his neighbor’s dog in the yard dead. The neighbor then assumes it was him, but since it was not he wanted to find out who did kill the dog. He goes on to write a mystery novel about who killed the dog. Later in the book we find out that Christopher’s father is the one who killed the dog. Christopher is so upset by this he runs away to his mother’s house because he is now scared of his father. While he is there his father comes to take him back home, but he does not want to go. Christopher and his mother decide to go back home, and his father winds up buying him a puppy.

When you go to the pet store you see a verity of animal products to leashes to food for them. When you want to choose to have a dog or a cat think about what kind of pet you would like to have and wait kind. You can get an AKC registration dog or you can get one from the shelter. Cats don't have a AKC just what kind they are. There is 9 different types of dog groups that they can be from, Cats have a lot of different kinds. American Kennel Club Had been 1884 and it only sees 202 breeds as AKC sees as dogs that are worth breeding. In the early 1800s, the English became concerned with the beauty of dogs rather than their function.[1] This fad spread to North America, and in 1877, the Westminster Kennel

Mr White and Mrs White were sitting in their living room on a sad,rainy day mourning the loss of their son when they suddenly hear growling coming from outside. Mr White went to go check the door and found Sergeant Major Morris and his dog.

This story begins in late 2013, when a litter of puppies is somehow born from a mother who never leaves her kennel therefore nobody knows how the mother became pregnant. The puppies are born, and the owners decide that because the mother is part Australian shepherd, the dogs should have stubbed tails. Instead of googling places that work those procedures in a safe and sterile environment, the owner decides to cut off the tails with a pair of rusty wire cutters. the entire litter becomes sick. The owner drops them off at the vet. After treating the puppies, the vet waits for the owner to come back, which he never does. A month passes, and the office needs to find a home for these dogs. They then contact a rescue agency who takes them in and

A cheer arose from inside the bar, and I put the pistol back in my waistband before returning to the crowd. I made my way through several congratulators, several with conspicuous swastika tattoos on their faces.

Have you ever imagined being a child brought up in an abusive home but still trusting that there was hope? It can be complicated to believe that hope does exist when there is no type of love or affection given to you by the individuals you look up to the most. The short story, “A Dark Brown Dog,” by Stephen Crane, shows that even in an abusive relationship one can find love using character, conflict and climax.

"I can't breath," panted Pickles as ha leaned on a wall coated in roses. Pickles pulled back, leaving a few thorns covered in blood. He stumbled on his feet and... whoa whoa whoa, what kind of heartless person flips to the middle of the book and starts reading?! Well since we are here I'm narrator, nice to meet you. Now back to page one and try again. Gosh people sometimes. Are you really counting all the pages and chapters, I mean come on. You know what I give up.