Personal Narrative: Black Hound

or starts, It was late at night and my pitbull was barking. So I went to go check the security alarm. But, Something was not right cause the sprinklers turnt of then my power went off tremendously. It was red cheif screaming throwing mudd at my truck and I was mad like a bull on a leash. I quickly snapp my pitbull lose RedChief left running and crying, after my dog chased hime out the yard. An I went back In the bed and slept like a mouse.

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

Hello everyone, my name’s Rascal! When you come into visit with me I may come off a little shy at first but once you get me out, I’ll warm up to you pretty quickly. In fact, I love being around playing with men, women, and children. I’m still a young gal, and would like it if could find a family that would be willing to take me out on walks or even jogs on a regular basis. Though I also like to burn off some of my energy by playing with toys such as stuffed squeaky toys. In my previous home I was mostly an indoor dog, and I was created when I was left alone. I’m not completely potty trained, but if someone was willing to continue to work with me on it hopefully I eventually can be. In my previous home I lived with another dog and was friendly

Dating back to a cloudy, and gloomy school day in middle school I started to feel very sick. It felt as if someone was doing jumping-jacks inside my stomach, and I had a headache the size of a grapefruit. After school I gear up to go to track practice thinking I would take it easy, however my track coach had a different plan in mind. He announces that we are going to be walking over to Crissy field to run from the beginning to the end of the trail, and back. Being the naive kid I am, I feel as if I could make it there and back, not knowing the run would be almost four and a half miles long ! The

Sunday I was checking the cows and I spied a trailer pin in the muddy dirt path heading to the calving gate. I had lost the pin a couple days ago so I needed a pin for the cattle pot trailer to take the cows to the grass. I hooked up the trailer to our Peterbilt truck and gave it some gas. I started to move and the pen snapped! So I could not take the cows to the pasture because I had no pin to hook the trailer to move it in front of the loading alley. That night I slept with the rusty pen in my hand. The next morning I woke up and I felt off. I went to the bathroom and looked into the mirror. It looked like I hadn’t shaved for ten years. Then I realized, I was a Blue Heeler.

a shield and sword, in case a fight a torch and flame, if i need light tiger skin cloak, to warm the night bandage and brew, in case a bite saddle on horse, armor on tight i ride in search, of the fox in white the wood is thick, with oak and pine the light is blocked, no room to shine covered floor, with weed and vine unfortunate, for my equine it's hoove got stuck, it kicks and whines i fall and crash, my mind resigns my vision clears, my mind aware i scan around, and two eyes glare i see a beast, with thick brown hair sharp claws and teeth, a giant bear it made a meal, of my injured mare met eyes with me, stopped and stared i clutch my sword, and raise my shield the bear, it roared, i stood and steeled the bear then charged across the

You sense as being a mange canine. For years I got too high to cry I did not care to live but die. I verbally express no one could possibly know what its relish to be in a place, you didn't have the desire to go, but now I wish to not be here. I can’t accept this fate but don't my legs to wont allow me to move. What do I do? Now they’re indicating “you’re okay right now, be strong be tough they say, you used to be when effective; people swam to you with no trouble, elegance and toughness; I don't know which is worse being taken by a stranger or raped by a fellow comrade someone that you know. Inside I was screaming no but my mouth didn’t work at that time and stays shut. I'm using all the vigor I have inside of me, not to let this thing break

Dad, I asked when are we going to get a new dog? Me Ashlynn and Makenna really want one. We talked about getting a new dog all the way home. I wondered to myself if today would be the day that me and my sister's dreams would come true.

Everyday, the triplets next door continue to inspire me with their persevering attitude even though they will never be able to walk. As a little girl, I believed I had nothing in common with them, and I tried my best to avoid them outside. One sunny afternoon, my mom urged me to say hello as one of them got the mail. I hesitantly skipped over while ruminating on conversation topics. To my surprise, she greeted me with a warm smile and asked me how school treated me and to bring over my newly adopted dog. On our way up the driveway, she insisted I stand on the back of her wheelchair as she carried both of us up the hill. From that moment on, I realized how something as little as getting the mail is a privilege, and the ability to perform everyday

I heard the click of a cocking pistol. “It’s coming! Look out!” cried Holmes. Lestrade and I turned around quickly and held our weapons tightly in our hands. Sir Henry described to me how this hound looked like, but nothing could have prepared me for what I saw. I couldn’t even begin to describe this hound. Its eyes were shining brightly in the moonlight. Its back was arched, and its head hung low, like it was stalking its prey. Drool dripped from its mouth as it let out a low growl. As Sir Henry sprinted across the moor, we could hear his screams. I knew it was a terrible idea to use him as bait from the beginning, but I was the best option. As we crept between the trees, we tried to angle our weapons at the chest of the hound. Sherlock took

When walking into Pattons Coon club you always see the old timers group up talking about how good the old times used to be in competition coonhunting and how the younger generation is going to start ruining it. Well, at that time I was frustrated how rude the older timers were talking bad about my generation, so I went to them to describe how nothing has changed the last fifty years out of the rulebook. Four handlers with dogs competing in a night hunt. When dogs are turned loose barking, a handler needs to inform the Judge that his dog is opening on trial. Commits his dog to that track. It is called striking the dog. A dog must be struck on or before its third bark, or it will be scratched. Considered a fault, babbling is when a dog barks

It all started on hot summer day in the middle of June I was wanting to go swimming but there was no where we could go. So we ask my dad if there was anywhere we could go swimming. He said I could go swimming anywhere I wanted to go but I couldn’t go to Wildcat. After that my parents left going to Texarkana and my friend Konner ask me to come over and swim in the pond by his house. So my parents took me over to his house. Little did I know that on the day I was going to lose my best friend.

The sound of wolves is something you don’t forget. They howl to talk to the others in their pack. They also use howling as a way to scare off predators. This would be the same as how dogs bark to scare off people who do not belong at their homes.

As I am preparing myself to close the doors of this chapter and open the next chapter in life, I can not help but cry at how amazing the Lord has been in my life. Through all of my struggles and disobedience, the Lord never ceased to show me His Love and Mercy.

Sweat dripped from my forehead down to the ground. I was terrified. In the tree I was safe from the enraged black cat below. The feline was huge, around fifteen pounds. When the cat started to lose interest, I jumped down and bolted, grabbing my journal and backpack full of stuff and ran for my life.