Descriptive Essay On Having A Dog

On the other hand, the nature of a cat is to roam, causing them to lack structured discipline. Despite this you may be able to train a small percentage of cats, to do simple tricks, but it would be difficult and they may not comply for long.

Our dogs give us time and affection like no other. It is our duty and obligation to provide for these animals with as much love and care. And since different breeds have different needs and personalities, dog care can be tough to master. Upon owning a dog, you will have to learn basic dog care. This means, as the proud owner of a canine, you now have to feed, bathe and train your pet.

Did you know that there is about 70-80 million dogs as pets in the U.S alone almost 50% of all homes have a dog in them as a pet. Many different people like different kinds of dog short, tall, hairy and many more. But most people choose a dog based on something more crucial, such as breed, personality traits, and color.

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.

Have you ever had a dog? They are great, aren't they? My sister had the opportunity to get my family one. All she had to do was put the ball in the back of the net.

There’s one dream that all children have in common, getting a dog. I was once one of those children. Fourth grade me, wanted…needed to have a dog. I would do or say anything to make my parents give in to my obsession. Unfortunately, I was the second youngest out of five kids and my parents had grown a strong backbone through experience with the others. But I knew, with the help of my siblings and my adorable ten-year-old charm, I would have a fair chance of winning this battle. I knew this because at the end of the day, every parent wants to see their child happy, even if that means getting a dog.

Type of study: the authors do not definitely mention to the type of study. However, based on the information, methods, data, and procedures, it can be concluded that the study was an analytical and experimental clinical trail. They conducted the study on sixteen dogs.

August Pullman, he was born with a face defect and had to get several plastic surgeries since he was born. August is just like everyone else besides his face. He plays on the playground and eats ice cream. But one thing he does not do is go to school. August has never gone and now that he would be in fifth grade his parents think that it may be time for him to go, now that everyone will be starting fresh. August believes that he is ready to start 5th grade and is a little nervous. He ends up being very adroit in math. But he ends up having some troubles throughout the book but I admire that way he overcomes them. I connected to several parts in this book, evaluated the end, and asked myself questions on what could happen if there was another book. This book was definitely on my favorite list. (Finished the book: it was 316 pages)

It's morning and you're walking down an aisle in a small store, one which doesn't allow #pet #dogs to come inside.

“DOG.”That's all I could think. Today was the day me and my dad would go pick my dog bud from the springs, I was so excited! Finally I would get a lifelong friend. When it was time to go we loaded up in the car. During the ride we got hungry so we stopped at Pete's dinner on the way. My dad had a burger and I had steak, the steak was incredibly juicy, we paid a total of 10;30$.But before we left my dad had to say hi to the owner because Pete was a friend of my grandpa's. Then we got back into the car and continued our journey. While on the road I stared on the window, my dad raging behind me because he was cut off while turning. Though I preferred to stay awake I fell asleep on the way only to be awoken when we arrived. We were greeted kindly by the breeder who gave us bud. He directed us to the living room where I would play with bud and the breeder and my dad would fill out the paperwork. There he was my soon to be dog Bud. Bud was a brown and white shih Tzu, my favorite breed, with brown eyes and a hairy faced purebred. He was the best thing I've ever seen in my life. While my dad was paying the breeder and filling out paperwork I was sitting and playing with Bud his little feet were so cute as he tried to run at me, such a ferocious beast. After about 30+ minutes of playing my dad tapped me on the shoulder and said it was time to leave. We loaded back up in the car, this time with Bud, except I was still tired so I layed down in the back carefully with a

Smelling her way through the complete darkness, she made her way to the game room where there were smells of old rotten food coming through the door. Conveniently, the door was left open. She entered the room and began the attack. Ripping open cases and chewing discs like a rubber toy. Destroying anything she could get her hands (or paws for that matter) on.

The cool spring air of an early April day chilled my fingers, which made entering my sister’s home a welcomed activity. We had just finished our walk around the track of Rocky Butte, the park right behind my sister Elizabeth's house. We had taken our dogs with in hopes that they would become better acquainted with each other. Myla, Elizabeth’s Shiba Inu princess, and Maggie, my Jack Russel Terrier-Shiba Inu mixed street dog, had an interesting history with one another. Maggie had once bitten Myla in the neck while they were in the backyard at my house. We were hoping it was only a territorial issue, since Myla was coming into Maggie’s home, and that today would go well because we had started in the rather neutral location of Rocky Butte.

My family has always had pets. Dogs, cats, hamsters, fish and really every other kind of animal that was available to have live in your home. But dogs were one of the most meaningful to us, and there came a time where we didn’t have one. Not having a dog made life boring and quiet. My mom had made it clear that we weren't getting a dog any time soon, and we had to be okay with that.

While on the road I stared on the window, my dad raging behind me because he was cut off while turning. Though, I preferred to stay awake I fell asleep on the way only to be awoken when we arrived. We were greeted kindly by the breeder who gave us bud. He directed us to the living room where I would play with bud and the breeder and my dad would fill out the paperwork. There he was my soon to be dog, Bud. Bud was a brown and white shih Tzu, my favorite breed, with brown eyes and a hairy faced purebred. He was the best thing I've ever seen in my life.

Think about something that can’t be lived without. The first thought coming to mind may be food, water or shelter, but for others that unlivable material could be an object. It could be a phone, a favorite shirt, a toy or any other assortment of items. Now imagine how that item can influence a life and decide if it does produce a long term impact in people’s thoughts and actions. A narrow mirror hanging on a wall or a pair of shoes on one's feet may appear trivial, but any item can have a story behind it and generate a lifelong impact. Can an object actually shape who someone is? Any object can influence someone’s life, no matter what it may be. I’m confident this is true since at one year of age, I acquired an item that helped craft who I am today and without it, my attitude and values would be drastically different.