Descriptive Essay On A Puppy

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 my sister and I got home and there was a tiny crate in the corner of the living room. I asked my mom, “Are we getting a puppy today?” “I guess you’ll have to wait and see” she said.

At last we made it. We were at the place. I was jumping with excitement. Then we went in the place there was 5 puppies in the house. They were so fuzzy. Since we took them outside one of them followed me and my dad. That’s how we pick out our puppy. On the way home, we were passing him around so everyone would see him. When it was my turn he fell asleep on my lap. My mom said to just leave him on my lap so he wouldn’t wake up.

And finally news had broken out that the puppies have been born and all 101 will be up for sale in the next week. My plan was in motion. Horace and Jasper offered to help me steal the new born puppies along with the two dalmatians. I felt uneasy about the plan but intended to follow through. I was not going to let Roger and Anita win. Horace and Jasper had brought their enormous van and I prepared the the blankets and cages for the newborn puppies. The day had passed and the night had come. Horace and I found out where the lovely couple lived and learned where they left the spare key. Under the mat. How ridiculous. Anyone could easily break in, how unlucky. It was midnight when Horace and I snuck into the house. We took both Pongo and Anita’s dalmatian Perdita. Both were fighting my grip and barking so we had to put a mouth restrainer on both of them. I was not leaving without my Pongo. The puppies were cooperative, we gently took them and wrapped each one in a blanket then placed them in the cages.When all of the dogs were safely secured in the back of the van we began to drive away. After 20 minutes of driving I asked Jasper to pull over. I opened the back of the van to check up on the dogs.

She was a lot of fun to play with and she was very energetic. We did not get her that day, but the employees told us that the dog we were interested in was going to be at Petsmart the next day. We went to Petsmart and we were going to make the final decision if we were going to get her. My sister and I really wanted her but my dad was hesitant about the idea of getting her. He did not know if we were ready for another dog. My sister and I really wanted her so we exclaimed “ we will do everything to take care of the dog!”

When they told me about adopting a furry little creature, I was completely ecstatic; I loved dogs and had wanted one ever since I first tried to pet one on the street. This time, I was completly fine with my parents making a decision for me; now this was the best surprise. So a week later, I convinced my parents to visit the nearest dog shelter. As we entered, we saw about 20 enclosure each containing a dog. None of the dogs looked or sounded alike; some were fluffy, spotted, tiny, or even bigger than me. We walked down the hall of dogs and I spotted a furious, little puppy. I read the card on the front of the gate and found that this adorable dog was a poodle and his name was Gucci; the dog was also only a year and two months. But the most interesting part about the small puppy was not on his information card. Instead, it was on his front left leg; his leg was encased in a bright red cast, so he was healing from a broken leg. Soon after, my parents and I realized that Gucci was healing from something much worse than a broken leg.

On a sunny summer day I was in a car with my grandmother heading towards aunt Debby’s house. On the way there, my grandmother told me, Ollie, my aunt’s weiner dog has given birth to her first litter. She has given birth to six puppies. Unfortunately the father was a chihuahua. When we got to their one story house, Ollie came outside to greet us by licking our faces. We came inside the house it was small, There was one bathroom, three bedrooms, a small kitchen, and a small living room. The bedrooms were kind of messy. Ollie went in one of the bedrooms, so I decided to follow her. When Ollie and I came into the room, I saw the puppies! They were in a big soft blanket covered kid pool. For some odd reason there was only four puppies, so I asked

Dog trainers all have these 3 things to say about the introduction of a new puppy and an existing dog:

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

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

I felt shaky, and excited at the same time, because I was going to have a chance of having a dog. As I felt my nerves starting to tremble, me, my sister, my mom, my dad, and brother hopped into the car. We were rushing to get to Santa Monica to go meet some dogs at Much Love Animal Rescue. As we were on the road, I was thinking of the dogs my mom had shown me on the website. “Flower, a pitbull mix, Lance, a beagle whippet, and Thor, a papillon and shi tzu mix.” I nodded my head.

Lucy was a little curly-haired girl, she was usually well behaved but sometimes her desire to discover new things got the best of her. She had a large house out in the country and lots of clothes and toys, this was mainly because her parents were always working. Although Lucy had a wonderful nanny who was always available to play with her and attend to her every need, she wished she had a real companion. One day,on her parent’s day off, Lucy and her mom and dad decided to go out and do some shopping. As they walked by the pet shop, Lucy put her face up against the glass and stared at the puppies inside the window. Lots of little puppies came and put their faces up to Lucy’s, she smiled. But then she noticed the littlest of all the dogs sitting over on a blanket looking longingly over at his siblings. As she stared into his warm brown eyes, she knew she had found her companion. It was time to

She thought of Plan B, asking her friend if we could “mock-trial” her puppy for a day to prove to our parents that we were capable of taking care of one. The following week, we were running around our backyard with a little friend of our own. With the company of our parents, we took him for a walk and played around with him until he got tired and fell asleep in our arms. You could see our entire family’s faces lit up by the presence of this happy, goofy creature. After the puppy was gone, we wanted to talk to our parents about how they think it went. To our surprise, they didn’t have the reaction we thought they would. They explained how we had spent the most ideal day possible with a pet. We didn’t have to clean up an ounce of poop, didn’t have to wake up to puppy cries early in the morning, didn’t have to scrub the mud out of his fur or even feed him. We were upset, but we understood where they were coming from. We then realized that we had to prove to them that although we were just kids, we had the determination to take care of and be responsible for a dog on our own. We had to prove to them that we would stick through the good and the not-so-good

I looked at my dog and made eye contact with his large brown eyes. Time seemed to slow down as I read his eyes like an open book. I still remember the look today, while I was laying on the couch next to him. It was the most terrifying sight I’ve ever seen. My dog, my best friend, and the only thing to trust me with everything calmly could show that he had accepted death. For me though he was still could wagging his tail for us. The night I saw this was October 22nd at 8:02 PM. This dog changed my entire perspective on life. He was a dog that could instantly make a room bloom as a flower would, but with joy. He loved life and those around him and that caused us to love him so much.

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