Descriptive Essay On My Dog

He came to the shelter seeking to find his cat. He told me how he had decided to end things with his girlfriend and that the day after his cat was missing. Turns out his girlfriend proceeded to break into his house and steal his cat along with all the cats’ things. I had to break the news that she had brought the cat here to be euthanized. I then helped him gather his Louie Viton cat carrier (Goes to show how much he truly loved his cat), his beloved cat’s toys, blanket, and bed. This guy was a mess and it was very hard to experience. This concludes that along with all of the many good memories that came out of the volunteering experience at the shelter it isn’t all rainbows and smiles.

Labrador Retrievers are one of the most popular dog breeds to be kept as pets. They are considered as being in the class of sporting dogs, one that is generally used to hunt upland game birds and waterfowl. Well known for their gentle and loving behaviour and all the information on Labrador Retrievers will reiterate the fact that they are a wonderfully calm dog.

When my families first Portuguese Water Dog, superb Sonoma, passed away, it was one of the most downcast days in my life. Sonoma was hard to replace, she was joyful, trustworthy, obedient, and just about the most wonderful dog you could ever meet. Sonoma lived a peaceful but much too short, ten year old life. Right up until the end of her life she was one of the most healthiest dogs around, so when a tumor burst in her pancreas it took our family by utter surprise. By the time we got to the Animal hospital, which had the unmistakable scent of sterile hallways and stale air, it was unfortunately too late to save our precious Sonoma. Which left our whole family with what felt like massive stone rocks in the pits our stomachs. While our family was melancholy about Sonoma's death it was also bittersweet. It was bitter of course, because you never realize what you have until it's gone. The sweet part of Sonoma's passing was that this end of something, was also the beginning to a new puppy, a new puppies life, and a new friend.

That traumatic night clearly showed me all that I had to lose, people and pets alike, and how suddenly it could happen. It also made me appreciative of all that I currently have. Ultimately, I realized how empty my life would be without my pets’ companionship. My suffering ceased when I could finally see Sally again, and I knew that she would be fine for the time being. My overall experience during this phase of my life truly gifted me with a previously unseen perspective, allowing me to value my loved ones every

A huge turning point in my life was when I became a mother. My husband and I did everything to prepare for parenthood. What we didn’t know was that life had very different plans for us. On March 24th, 2008 we welcomed our beautiful son, Timothy John Constable into this world. He was born very premature, we watched him suffer and struggle and eventually take his last breath. When I think back to those extremely painful times the only positive I can remember is the sweet

I’m still playing mom for my little brother, and it’s extremely difficult. He’s special needs so he needs more than a “regular” child. My patience often wears thin, but I’ve learned to grit my teeth and smile anyways. Although I won’t have children any time soon, this has taught me several lessons. It has taught me that responsibility does not come easy. It has taught me that having a child is not an easy thing, either. It has taught me how to get a little bit better of a grip on my anger, along with my anxiety. These are all valuable lessons that I am glad to have

*Clank as I closed the cage for my cat as we set him in the backseat as we prepare for the vet. Wondering what was wrong with Chubbs. But what happened later changed my life forever. I wasn't ready for what happened. It strucked me hard.

Have you ever wondered what it was like to lose a very close family member, well this is about the time that my wonderful and beautiful dog died very unexpectedly. My dog died Wednesday, November 2, 2016. I am still staying strong and keeping my family happy by thinking with understanding and empathy. They support me when I am sad just like I support them. When my dog died it was the hardest thing in the world, she died in three and a half hours at only seven years old. I have had my dog since I was four years old and now I am eleven. I am writing this to show my dog that she is very important to me and that I think about her every second of the day. My dog will always stay in my heart no matter how hard it is not to think about her. I know that my dog is in a better place and her soul will always stay with my family as well as her ashes that my family collected on November 7, 2016. I love my dog with all of my heart and still wish she was with my family today. She was a happy and healthy dog that had the best personality in the world and I love her for

I’m sure that some of you are thinking,” Oh he is just sad about his dog”. Well you are right, but there is more than just that. My dog, Malea has been with me since I was in kindergarten. She was a gift to me for my promotion. Me, being as pathetic as I am, named her after a girl that I

It is often said that a dog is a man’s best friend. In the last 14,000 years, dogs have accompanied man by helping him hunt, guard, and protect. In our modern world, dogs help us combat in war, search-and-rescue, guide the blind, deaf, discapacitated, rehabilitate patients in therapy, aid law enforcement, and are part of our family as beloved pets (Coren). Although canine superstars such as Lassie, Old Yeller, and Rin Tin Tin portray the perfect dog we all want in our lives, these ideals are far from the truth. Many first-time dog owners expect dogs to know behaviors such as how to walk on a leash, not bite, not destroy the house, and in addition to many others. In reality, dogs must be trained on what their handler wants them to do. It is

Among the saddest truths about this lifetime is this: A dog’s life is significantly shorter than a human’s life. I said goodbye to my beloved Miniature Schnauzer, Samson, on March 26th, 2017. He was ten years old. It is an opinion to say that losing a pet is like losing a member of the family. The fact is, though, it is an understatement. Dogs are unique in their own ways. As it is said, “Grief is the price you pay for love.” And I paid a heavy priced that day.

Did you know that between 37-47% of all households in the U.S. have a dog? Dogs can protect children from skin conditions and diseases and are man’s best friend. Not one dog has the same personality so any dog is very special big or small. Every dog breed has their pros and cons, but they are all needed for something. Dogs do some very unusual jobs some dogs are trained to sniff out bedbugs and some are even trained to sniff out turtles.Dogs do so many jobs that we don’t really think it and they have always been there for us.

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

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