When I was thirteen years old, my family brought our second dog home to live with us. She is a Miniature Schnauzer and her name is Lucy. She was born and raised in Morristown, Tennessee by a woman named Mrs. Newport. Her previous cage was located outdoors and because of the various weather conditions she was subjected to, she had very poor health. Her black ears were severely infected, cracked and swollen. Her only source of nutrition was the one piece of white bread she received daily. In addition to taking care of herself, she also had a new puppy to watch over.
Today, Lucy’s hair is wavy and short with a blend of gray and black intertwining together to make a mixture looking like salt and pepper. She has small, cropped triangular
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She enjoys chewing on sticks, biting at her paws, grooming her legs, and barking and running at the mail lady. In the afternoon she sits on the light brown two-seater swing that hangs on our white wrap around porch. At night, we sit in the floor and I brush her hair. This is her normal bedtime routine.
Lucy sleeps with me each night on the end of my white water bed. At the same time every night, she willingly secludes herself from the family and prances upstairs to sleep alone, until I get there. Her back aligns the window tracing the side of the bed and her stomach lies flat on the heated water. In the morning when I leave for school, Lucy sleeps in the bathroom downstairs on a navy blue pillow and waits for someone to come home, let her outside and feed her.
Lucy’s favorite treats are salty potato chips, Ole Roy dinner rounds and dog bones.
Before she can eat a bone she does one of her famous tricks where she stands on her hind feet and jumps around in circles on the cold kitchen floor as she anxiously awaits us to tell her she can sit down. My older brother Benjamin taught her that trick. The crackling sound of opening food wrappers excite her to the point of barking, dancing and wagging her tail back and forth rapidly.
Noises terrify Lucy. Thunderstorms, the vacuum cleaner, fireworks and gunshots send her running frantically around the house trembling. I have spent many sleepless nights awake
When does power get to be to much, is it when we feel it surging through our veins or is it when we are given a chance to be the boss of others? It could be either but power can ruin great people. Does power corrupt? Yes it does, power is something that can take down a person within seconds. Power is sneaky, tricky, and imperfect.
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.
may be a handful sometimes, but she is the sweetest, most playful dog that I have ever encountered.
In 2008, I spent the summer with my Uncle, Aunt and 2 cousins in Missouri. They picked me up at the airport, and the car ride was filled with discussion about a puppy they had just gotten 2 days prior. It was explained that my cousins wanted a dog since their friends’ family had gotten a dog recently. My Uncle, happy to oblige, stopped at a neighbor’s house one day, who was giving away puppies they could not care for, as is common in small town America. He picked out the cutest one and went on his way. The family was so happy to have “Roxy” in their home and on their farm.
Pets, most of America has a lovely animal they like to call their own. In my case, I have a wonderful chihuahua named Pinto. Though he can be a pain in my butt most of the time, he’s still my little boy. The nice thing about Pinto is that he’s very cuddly. If you’re just chilling on the couch he’ll come up to you and snuggle right up next to you. It can be a pain sometimes if you’re trying to sleep and he just gets all up in your personal space and steps all over you. Pinto also likes to bark, a lot. He doesn’t need a reason he just does it.
make her be quite. The dog has also managed to follow us the whole time she started to lick
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Lucy just wants to live her own life, on her own terms with her own unique
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