Personal Narrative: 25 Pets

Walking up to the shelter only to find that the dog we wanted is being taken home by another family, we thought we wouldn't be getting a dog today. But when we found her, we were glad that the other dog was taken. Her black, slicked back fur shedding off of her perfect dog body. Her black beady eyes are bulging out of her head with the look of excitement. Unable to hold herself back she breaks the leash that the vet was trying to hold her back with. Running to us, she slips and falls on her head. We don’t have a second to worry because she jumps up and starts licking our faces with her slobbery tongue. By the time she is tired from licking our faces, we feel as if we just went swimming in a pool of melting jello

My first day in Pets Forever I was immensely eager. I sat down and paid attention to the expectations and recent programs they had to offer. The first program that caught my interest was the veterinarian team. I was so thrilled that they had the opportunity to get involved with veterinarian clinics that I signed up as soon as I could. Unfortunately, I didn’t get in. I was downhearted because I was so thrilled to think that I could be the person getting the appropriate care for other people’s animals. However, after talking to Sarah and letting her know that I previously worked in an emergency animal clinic, she let me join the team. I didn’t realize how different of an experience being on this team was going to be. I never really spent my time in the waiting room or talking to the clients about what was going on. I had a very skewed perception thinking it was going to be like what I previously did but without the hand on experience. I thought that I would be seeing more procedures as well as new veterinary techniques. Instead, I got more human contact than animal contact. I had a misconception of what I would be doing when I signed up for the team. Even though Pet Forever wasn’t what I thought it was going to be, I still deeply enjoyed every moment and learned many life skills.

Ruff! Ruff! Ruff! Is all Max could hear when he went to go get his first dog by himself. He was so excited to finally get a dog! Max had just graduated from college and was excited too live on his own. But what he was most excited to do was get a dog! .When he was little his parents never let him get a dog because they thought they were useless. Max had always loved dogs whenever he would go to friends houses he would always end up playing with their dog. Now he was happier than ever to finally get a dog! He was wondering which one to get,

My experience reading the autobiographical narratives could not be any more different. First of all, while reading “No Cats in America” I felt that a plethora of people, including me, would find the plot and overall narrative very relatable and interesting. The whole story shows the cold and candid reality every immigrant faces once they reach a new destination. The author gave us a truly deep insight of how he really felt during those difficult times at school and how he was not adjusting very well to the environment around him. He was suffering so much that he went as far as rejecting his own ethnicity and culture. Even if the reader cannot relate to the story, the writer was able to grasp the attention and take us throughout the whole

I believe in my dog. I believe that she is way more than just a standard classified pet. How could she just be some domesticated dog? There’s no way; Bella is too understanding to be categorized as a pet or even a domesticated dog.

When we got out dog My mom and dad surprised us last year with our dog in a pink blanket.When my sister and me came home during the winter. We asked our mom what she was holding she said our new dog.

I watched as her cheeks went slightly red for a moment at my questioning. Perhaps it was my wording of it. Still, she nodded her head after looking over the phone thoughtfully.

On the outside of my mask I chose a picture of the color olive green because that is one of my favorite colors. The picture of the makeup represents my love for makeup. Also i chose the picture of the Iphone because I love to be on my phone all the time. I chose the basketball team the Cavaliers because that is my favorite team. Another thing I chose is shrimp and pizza because those are two of my favorite foods. I chose the pictures of the Huskies because those are my favorite breed of dogs, and one day I hope have one of my own. Virgo is my zodiac sign. For the inside of my mask I chose the picture of Kansas City University because that is a college that i will like to attend. I picked a picture of a sign that said shy because that describes

It all started the day a family wanted to give away some kittens. She called my mother-in-law and told her that we could come over and look at some of kittens and that we could have one of them, because she could not keep them all. So we went over to her house and hung out for a little while and looked at the kittens. I do not think that they were a month old at that time on the account of their size. The original plan was only to take home, but that is not what happened. We all started talking and playing with the kittens, I had one and my husband had another. They both seemed like us so much that the family friend kind of haggled us into taking both the female and the male home, who we named Lily and Wade. Interestingly enough, the male cat’s name came from a comic book character.

This is not a dying dog story, rather a dying cat story. When I was about 15 my little sister adopted a little kitten named “faithful”. At the beginning, I actually kind of liked the little thing. I remember holding it and thinking how cute it was. I hoped it would stay that way forever. Unfortunately, it did not. I learned at a very early age that kittens grow up into evil cats. God bless you if you are a cat lover, but I just do not have that spiritual gift. I digress; when the cat grew up I was outside playing catch with my dog, but this particular time I was using a tennis ball and bat. I would throw it on the ground and then wait for it to bounce and then hit it with a bat. I was doing this for a solid 5 to 10 minutes when my sister’s

Hi everyone, I am new here, but wanted to share an idea I have for a ongoing fundraising opportunity. So, I have this app called Walk for a Dog where every mile you walk the company (Wooftrax, Inc) donates 25 cents to your rescue of choice. I know this isn't a dog rescue or shelter, but when I was scrolling through the list of shelters on the app I passed by a raccoon rescue/sanctuary and that made me think maybe AWWS could benefit from this app. I believe to get your rescue/sanctuary on the app you have to sign up on the website on the computer. Just an idea that I wanted to throw out there and see what you all

The road is so flat and straight; you can see them coming from a mile away. Six runners flow in arrowhead formation around the Canadian city of Saskatoon. The early November air is still and dry, the sky overcast, and the temperature hovers a bit above freezing, just as predicted.

Once upon a time a girl was walking down the street when suddenly she saw a pigeon that shone because it was very white and pretty was in the middle of the street, the pigeon moved its wings but could not fly. The girl approached and grabbed it carefully, when suddenly I saw one of its wings was bleeding, the dove was hurt and did not have enough strength to fly. Since she was younger, her dream had been to be a veterinarian. He took the dove to his house and told his parents about it. The girl was responsible for feeding the dove every day, was very happy because she cared for the pigeon and felt that the desire to want to be a veterinarian grew more and more. Three weeks passed and apparently the pigeon was already completely healthy and

Over the years I have developed skills in working with children through various volunteer experiences, internships, and jobs. One child I worked with at a summer camp had serious anxiety issues and would not speak to me or other campers. My experience with this child resonated with me because I had anxiety issues growing up as well. I wish that I was able to be treated effectively with therapy, rather than having to go on anti-depressant medication which can be addictive and altering to consumer’s personalities. The majority of children that I work with are Caucasian and most of the studies I found dealt with primarily the Caucasian population, so I decided to use the Caucasian population for my study. Studies addressing other races that I

I can bet that all of us here have wrestled with death once or twice in our lives. We all know how hard it is to cope with the loss of something that we love. After, people say that they completely understand death and what it means. There are many times in my own life where I think that I have understood death. I was wrong. Sure, I have lost fish and grandparents, but the one that hurt me the most and made me truly understand is when I lost my dog.