Lawton-Bronson: A Fictional Narrative

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.

He knew he couldn’t back out now so he went inside. Inside did not look like what he expected. Everything was white, the walls, floors, couches, etc. He noticed that there were no stairs nor windows. Anonymous looked down and saw 10 puppies standing by his feet. 10 cute, little, light brown golden retrievers. Their big, innocent eyes

It wasn't until Ashley pointed out a light down the road did we start to notice the sound of barking. I was so nervous that it was a guard dog to notice Abby escaping my grip. She was running to the light, hollering at the top of her lungs, 'puppy'.

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.

It was a very dark night. Matt was out hunting as usual. He had been gone for a while so he decided to go home. He called for his dog, Bo, but he didn’t come. Matt wasn’t surprised, Bo usually waits for matt to come get him. He turned on his flashlight and started to try to find Bo.

In the Diane's house, I walked out of the garage house and I saw a wander puppy in a street next from me, and it came forward onto me. It looked a tiny gray on the black oil on the shine fur coat and a clearly white on the mask of placed over the snout. His golden almond shaped eyes around more shiny, like as god.

We were finally stuck. As the Ford came closer we all took cover an hesitated. The man stepped out walked towards dad’s door. “Hi, my name is Ben Crott. Sorry for the scare, but is this your dog?” I looked. “Pete! Mom look it’s Pete!” I said.

“If you think that school is good, please help, because I just came to the US for a few weeks, so I don’t know too much about that,” My mom replied, her hot tear roll down.

“ Thank you Izzy, and don’t worry you will be able to make friends once school starts. I know you will because you are a nice person.” She said that in the most positive way she could but I could still tell she knew deep down I also didn’t want to go.

Mr. Barkley the dog had a very important decision to make. Today was the day, the day that he had to hire someone new to the office. The role of the job was extremely important, and required a lot of skill. That’s when the door to the meeting room opened.

As I kneeled beside the crate, he raised his head for just a second, and his tail moved two or three times. Mt wife (Joyce) walked over to stand beside me looked at the dog and said, “Hi Mr. Bobo you’re looking good today.” The little guy went nuts, rushing to the front of his crate sticking his nose through the opening in the wires. Looking us as if to say, "Pet me, pet me. His shot tail wagging

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

The partners of John and Jenny got married and decided they needed to get ready for having a baby. They were determined to get a baby lab. The dog ended up being a little more than what they thought it would be. In the long run the dog was a very big blessing in their life, it brought the couple together and taught very good skills.

When they reached the living room it was warm because the fire was still going. There was another dog on the blue leather couch that was still sleeping. His name is Bono he is a Husky, but he is only a couple months old. He has brown eyes with a brown coat of fur, and a blue collar with black dots. He was sleeping on a white pillow since the couch is so

“You don't talk much, do you?” Alex asks with that smile still on his face. “Where do you go to school?”