Bruised Heart Poisoned. I lost my best friend on November 11, 2016. He had such a kind heart, no room for cruelty and yet someone poisoned him. The day I met my best friend Sarge I never thought someone’s heart could feel the way mine did. It was like the world had stopped for a second and my heart was full of unconditional love. I never really believed in love until I met him. I know God has a plan and a reason for everything but I still don’t understand. Why him? Why take away the one thing that could bring a smile to my face in an instant? Having a dog as your best friend is wondrous. I remember coming home and being attacked with kisses. After he was gone I couldn’t wrap my mind around it. I didn’t want to believe it. I would come home and I would open the door and wait for him to come and attack me but, there was nothing. He was really gone and I hated everyone for it. I blamed everyone and everything. I had become depressed and I missed him immensely. A week after he was gone nothing changed for me. My friends were worried and they tried to comfort me but nothing could make me happy. One day I stumbled upon a quote and it reminded me so much of him. “Pawprints left by you… You no longer greet me, as I walk through the door. You’re not there to make me smile, to make me laugh anymore. Life seems quiet without you. You were far more than a pet. You were a family member, a friend, ... a loving soul i’ll never forget. It will take time to heal - For the silence to go
“Wake up,” that’s what I heard after passing out from all the blows to the face. My vision is blurred I’m trying to stay awake but I lost consciousness; all of a sudden I felt a splash of coldness on my face, and I woke up gasping for air. The man with the deep ominous voice said, “Wakey wakey little man” I replied, “where the h*ll is Mako!” when I was fully aware of where I was, that’s when I started to panic.
“Some people say I was lucky to survive, other will say I deserved it for the choice I made. I’m here to say I was lucky, it’s never ok to say your life isn’t worth living even at your worst you can always look forward tomorrow will come and if you put your mind to it you’ll see that anything is possible.” – Stephen McGregor Professional Paralympian
Sometimes I feel lonely. You can have tons of people by you but still feel like you have you have no one around. But my dog is like my best friend. I know that even though animals can’t talk he knows how I feel. His name is Max and is a Teacup Yorkie. It was seventh grade. The last track meet and I didn’t know that I was getting a new dog but we did talk about getting a new dog. Before that I had a girl Teacup Yorkie who we called Diamond. We was playing in the yard and Diamond went to start running and a car ran her over. I was hurt. I thought I would never want to have a dog again. My mom kept looking for dogs and we couldn’t find one that looked like Diamond because I wanted a Teacup Yorkie and they were very hard to find. But
Is your pet a best friend to you? My best friend is my dog, he is a pitbull. My family and I adopted him four years ago and it’s one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. His name is Dozer formally known as fergus.
It was early Friday afternoon, the start of Memorial Day weekend and I almost lost my best friend. Now usually on Memorial Day weekend my family and close family friends go camping but this year the other family couldn’t go so we decided to call it off. Not having anything to do that day I decided to take my dog for a walk. My dog is a Terrier Poodle mix so she’s not very big. Her name is Pepper and she’s just your average lap dog but she’s my best friend. So i put her leash on her and asked my little sister is she wanted to go and she said no, so it was just Pepper and I. We made it two houses down before the neighbor's German Shepherd came to meet us. There was nothing to worry about though because this is a nice dog, so I thought. Before I knew what was happening the German Shepherds jaw crushed down on Peppers back and stomach, picked her up, shook her like a chew toy, and threw her. The
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
He fought very violently. After a couple of months with Chimpe I realized she reminds me of her whole family in one shy dog, then her only family member left , her father, dies because he was in another violent fight. Why did mostly all my pets die in just 1 year? Why?It must of been for a good purpose I guess. I still don't get why they all died, my family's loving pets. Mostly all dead. Except for my little runt Chimpe. I call her a survivor of the saddest age of my life. Now she is playful and looking forward to see me after school. I didn't want to get too attached to her years before, but I realized we need each other for something greater. If she dies, I'll remember. If she dies I know she'll
Everyone must have had a pet before, even if it was as small as a fish or as big as an elephant. We’ve all had that one pet, that we will forever remember. The loving relationship between a dog and a person is so unexplainable but very special in its own way. I’ve had a dog when I was born and it would always be there from my first time to talk to being with me my sophomore year. I had a Chinese Shar-Pei, whose name was Kane. He was the most precious pet to me and not one other pet can replace his 1,000 rolls or the two different colored eyes. Everyone thought he was ugly but he’s beautiful to me. The relationship we had was unique. In this relationship it contained us both knowing what we thought and getting in trouble together. The loving
Being around a friend like an animal that sometimes teaches us something in life or protects you can make a big difference, those actions can make life sometimes easier than you think when your in tough situations. If you are in stress or if your disabled you are lucky if you have a friend like a service dog which is one of the best things you can have in this world to give you assistance and give you a more enjoyable life. You only have to think a quick second about how much animals have to offer in their lives and how us humans sometimes don’t realize
“Anything that can help us find out who did this.” I said, examining the crime scene. I walked towards what used to be the glass case that held the crown, but was now a useless, shattered cube.
I have two fur babies, a kitten and a dog. These animals have comforted me through many times. My husband is in the Army and is gone for long lengths of time. The first time he went away I didn't have any pets and I was very lonely. If I heard a noise that didnt come from me I would become frightened very easily. Soon after we got a kitten, I wasn't so lonely anymore. She slept in bed with me and cuddled, but sometimes she would roam the house and make noises at night. I didn't like it very much, it still frightened me even though i knew it was her. Shortly after that, we got a dog. Having a dog has comforted me to a higher level. She sleeps in bed with me and she doesnt leave. She stays in bed all night
"I had a really good friend move away, and then I had another good friend die of brain cancer like right in a row. I wanted to have a companion kind of dog that I could take walks with, drive around with. It's not like I didn't have any other friends, but you know, you're kind of sad. It just seemed like a good idea at the
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.
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