Animal Attacks-Personal Narrative

On my 17th birthday, I walked into my bedroom to see a snow white puppy with brown spots. He was in the middle of the floor laying on a furry, green pet pillow. A 4 month old pekingese that I named Baizil. He was afraid at first and only came out of the room for food, and to use the bathroom. Baizil was the sweetest ,laziest, most overprotective dog I had ever seen.

Animal abuse is a quiet epidemic that is spreading throughout the world. The amount of animal abuse is growing and we must do something to stop it. Animal abuse is not putting a choke collar on a dog to keep it from biting an individual; it is not killing an animal for food. Animal abuse is the knowing or intentional "(1) tortures or serious overworks [of] an animal"; the "(2) failing unreasonably to provide necessary food, care, or shelter for an animal in his custody; kills, injures, or administers poison to an animal; [or] (6) causes one animal to fight with another" (Title 3). The majority of states in the U.S. classify abusive treatment toward animals as a misdemeanor. A misdemeanor is punished by a fine of

The phone was ringing as I stepped into my house. My mother picked up the phone without realizing she would shortly be sent to her knees. She yelled for me to get into the car and we rushed into the hospital. As hectic as the situation felt, time seemed to pass by very slow in that car. We finally arrived to the hospital to find my father nervously talking to the doctor. I learned that my brother had been brutally beaten up by a couple of teenagers on his way home from school and, as a result, had lost most of his teeth.

Well I didn't know what to do so I sold the house for money,but that money went by fast.I officially thought I was the most unluckiest kid to live. I was hungry and I didn't know what to do I had no more family,and I was freezing. I think it was about midnight, and I was walking on Acol road. While I was walking a marble rolled to my feet, and then I heard a pssst!

We packed all of our belongings and my parents had Duke in the back yard chained up. They told me to leave him there overnight that we had to many breakables out. So I obeyed them and put a pillow on the couch to sleep on because we are leaving in the morning. I look out the window one last time to make sure Duke is still there. He sat there laying in the dog house whimpering. I returned back to the couch to

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

I remember being in 9th grade, and wanting so desperately to “fit in”. My high school goal was to be popular. Sadly, I was far from popularity. I never could comprehend why I never was popular. I seriously want it to belong to a big group of people. My high school years were very memorable, because I tried my best to find a place where I belonged. Every semester tried to transform myself, into a person I wasn’t. I became a vegetarian in the 9th grade and joined the Animals Rights Club. Unfortunately, didn’t make a single friend in that club. Apparently, only vegans and hippies were solitary welcomed into that club. I was far from a quitter. I didn’t let the animal rights club stop me from finding friends. After an entire year of going to events

Beep, Beep, I reached over and hit my alarm clock until it shut off. It was only 6 o’clock in the morning and I was already getting up. I was going fishing with my Dad, Pepe and one of his friends, Harold. We were going to Milford lake which is about 45 minutes away. My dad told me that they never have any luck at all when they go fishing, and something bad always happens, and we were wishing that nothing would happen this time either.

Whenever I was feeling sick, my dog would rarely leave my side. One time when I got the stomach flu as a kid, my dog seemed to have decided it was his job to cheer me up. Normally he was terrified of the bathroom, which I assumed was because the only time he went in there was when he got a bath. Yet, he sat on the bathroom floor with me the entire time I was sick. When I left the bathroom to grab a blanket from my room, my favorite stuffed animal fell to the floor.

Setting.We were heading home after 2 days of living in our cabin the size of a garage that include indoor plumbing electricity and a really small kitchen.We were living the high life!

Ever since I was 10 one topic has always fascinated me, hunting. Even though I grew up in the city and have only gone hunting 3 times, I've always loved doing it. I’ve only ever got one deer, it was a doe. I got it the opening day for 2017 (Nov. 15).

For one to completely understand animal cruelty one must know how animal cruelty is categorized. Animal cruelty was first categorized as a symptom of conduct disorder by the American Psychiatric Association in 1987 (McPhedran; 2008). Conduct disorder is defined as “a repetitive and persistent pattern of behavior in which the basic rights of others are major age appropriate societal norms or rules are violated” (American Psychiatric Association; 1994 as cited as McPhedran; 2008). To be diagnosed with conduct disorder, a person must have at least 3 of the 15 symptoms of the disorder presented. Other symptoms of conduct disorder include persistent patterns of aggression towards humans, lying and deception, theft and/or robbery, and

Dusten, Amie, and I all came home from middle school after a pretty rough day. Well, it was a rough day for me. I opened the garage door so we could enter the house because we never used the front door. When I opened the door, though, I was not expecting to see what I did. In a kennel that looked like it could fit a full grown dog, there was a little puppy. An english bulldog to be exact. When he saw us, he started barking at us. So I walked up to the cage and started to pet him through it. This calmed him down and he soon stopped barking.

My first dog was named Toby, he was a very white, ball of fluff. He blended in with the shiny white crispy snow on December 25, 2006. My sisters and I were on our way home from my dad’s house when all of a sudden we pulled into my mom’s house. On Sunday, December 25, 2006, Toby was waiting at our house. We all got out of the car on that cold snowy day and walked on the slippery sidewalk. The snow was like a chilling carpet on the bottoms of our feet. My mom opened the door with a camera so my sisters and I knew something was up. A shocking step in the house and we saw a very fluffy dog, we were very excited. He was like a deer in headlights. There was a bunch of screaming and yelling going on at that moment between the three of us. We

I remember when I was 11 years old and my dog, Happy, was sick with cancer. Since the moment we rescued Happy he was the sweetest, most energetic pet I had ever seen. He remained this way over the many years that we had him, hence, his name. I remember the day we decided it was time to let go. We took Happy to the veterinarian clinic and were taken into a little room. All four of us, my brother, my parents, and I, huddled around Happy as he was lying on the counter. The veterinarian gave us some time to spend with him alone and say our goodbyes. When she returned she asked if we were ready and gave him an injection that would take him away from this world forever. Happy was euthanized due to his illness. As terribly