Descriptive Essay On My First Dog

Times like these are when I learned to accept the things that I cannot change. That death will always come. However, before this point a young me had never experienced loss. It was always tricky to comprehend for me at the time. Where did he go? When will he be back? Knowing keep down that the answer is never. Overcoming the looming sense of emptiness took sometime, as it does for everyone. But learning lessons about life and death is an important part of growing up. Losing such a close companion as a young child will always remain the turning point of realizing that good things and people do not last forever, and to always cherish the memories and moments had with those you love.

Hello pretty people, Sam here. I went through a specific process when picking Cooper to be my first dog. I wanted to walk you all through that process to hopefully make it easier on you when trying to pick out a dog.

The loss of a pet is a very challenging time. My family and I had a chocolate lab named Hershey. I was not very old when he died. It was hard to lose him even though I did not know him very long. Waiting a year and a half was hard, but when we got a new dog it was very exciting. Having a pet has positive and negative effects on your life.

We’ve had her since before I was born.. She was my first dog. I still remember when my grandpa and I would always take her on walks on the beach, and when we would play fetch with my favorite frisbee at the park. My dog, Princess, and I had a very strong bond. She was my best friend. As she grew older, she became very sick and developed some type of cancer. It was a very painful experience for both her and I. The cancer would cause Princess to suffer daily. She wasn’t able to eat, sleep, or walk. As it got worse, my grandpa decided that it would be best to put her down so she would no longer suffer. I remember the day perfectly.. It happened in our backyard. It was depressing to see her leave, but I knew it was

I had moved out of my mother’s house and into my new boyfriend’s house six months prior.

On 08/11/16 at 8:26pm, I Deputy Warden N. Christian was dispatched to 466 Belvidere Ave on a dog at large no known owner. I arrived at the location and spoke to complainant Renee Miller. Ms. Miller stated that this dog had being around her house for the last few days. Ms. Miller was able to get the dog to come close to her with food but was unable to capture it. The dog was currently under a vehicle parked near her garage. I approached the vehicle the dog was under, as I was getting closer to the vehicle the dog ran west down an alleyway. I was able to catch up the dog and prevent the dog from running onto Sullivant Ave. The dog changed direction and ran back east up the alleyway, where with the assistant of Ms. Miller we were able to

Now for most people when they lose their dog, it feels like the whole world in crashing down onto you and you feel like this beloved friend is never going

Dogs and other pets are often loyal companions who spend years alongside your family, providing unconditional joy and love. Grieving the loss of such a friend is natural and healthy.

The painful grief from losing a pet is often overlooked. In many cases, a lost pet was as much a part of the family as their human counterparts. It is for this reason that the loss of a family pet can often result in grief that is very real and very painful. Adults and children alike are left to cope with the loss of a pet that provided companionship and love to a family for years.

The grief process is as individual as the person, lasting days on end for one person, and years for another. The process typically begins with denial, which offers protection until the individual can realize their loss. Don’t try to minimize the bond you and your pet once shared. No matter what other people might say or think, I strongly believe your pet loved you just as much as you loved him/her. Let yourself believe this, too, and don’t rush to “move on.” After all, if it was the other way around, your pet would show clinical signs of mourning in your

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.

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

Almost everyone in their lifetime will lose a loved one. It is something that can’t be prevented, and sometimes it is a necessary evil that is a part of growing up and going through life. Losing a loved one can be very hard on people, yet it affects everyone differently. From trying to hide your grief to the outbursts of sobbing are but a few examples of what people experience when losing a loved one. I personally have had to go through this phase many times in my life, starting at the age of six when I lost my dad; however, I eventually got through it.

My dog Ceasar came into my life three and a half years ago. He was too early torn away from his mother and had to be bottle fed for the first few weeks of his life. Currently weighing about twenty-five pounds with blonde curly hair, he is the kind of dog that any kid would want to cuddle into bed with at night. Unfortunately, with Ceasar, that can't be the case. When Ceasar was about a year- old he started showing signs of aggression. In the beginning he would find tight space to get into and snap when we tried to retrieve him. Then it slowly turned into any time he was being punished for being on the furniture or begging he would growl and sometimes snap. Ceasar is not always an aggressive dog though, 7 out of 10 times he shows a lot of affection and loves to just cuddle. With knowing both spectrums of my dogs' temperament it is hard to fully understand why he acts the way he does some of the time. Ceasar has three key triggers that I am aware of.