Personal Narrative-It's Time To Make Greater Dog

Each day I would wake up the same way. With a smile on my face and everything in its place. Feeling whole and complete. Suddenly, it's different. Waking up from the night with a gaping hole inside yourself, knowing that life will never be quite the same. That hollow feeling doesn't seem to go away. As you know that the trusted pal you once had laying at the edge of your bed each morning, scruffy and content. Will never be there to greet you ever again. Growing up with a dog, having only known a life with them, comes to a shocking halt when they leave you. Until you can find the strength in the loss.

Ever since I was little, I always wanted a dog. My mother and I realized that we had nothing to do. We decided to look up shelters. 11 years later, I finally convinced my mother to bring me to the animal shelter. On November 27, 2016, my mother and I went on an hour long drive to Pets Inc. At that instant, my mother pointed out that Pets Inc. was open. After we examined the website, we decided it was not too far away, and we could make the drive. We got in the car, and drove to Pets Inc. Finally, we got there, and we went inside. At first, I walked around for a while and pet some dogs. There was a dog named Palmetto, I really wanted her. Sadly, we could not get her due to the

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

On 11/01/17, at approximately 4:33pm, I Deputy Warden N. Christian with Franklin County Animal Care and Control was dispatched to the State Route 315 North and Rich St on a police assist. I arrived on scene at approximately 4:55pm and met with Columbus Division of Police (CPD) Officer T. Eklins #1963. CPD Eklins stated the van (green) was abandon on the side of the freeway. As CPD Officer Eklins approached the van, the side door was open and a medium mix (Black) dog barked at him. I had CPD Officer Eklins complete a police assist form. I utilized my snare pole and placed the dog in my vehicle. The dog was wearing a 2013 Dog license. I located dog owner Roger Hamby (1495 Greenleaf Rd). I requested that FCACC Dispatcher B. Grotsky try to contact dog owner. FCACC Dispatcher B. Grotsky had to leave a voice message for dog owner. I cleared from the location at approximately 5:27pm.

Responsibility. Therapeutic Values. Protection. There are many promises and reasons that children tell their parents to allow them to have a dog in their family. They will say how they will take the dog on walks every day and wake up with the new puppy early in the morning.

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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

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.

To begin, it is going to bring a lot of problems into our work environment. Like some other coworkers; I agree that it will cause an unsafe work place. It also would bring distractions and potentially lead to lose of some good coworkers that I have here. I understand that studies show that dogs can relieve stress, but so can other animals. Also, this could bring an issue with other pet owners who would feel left out because their animals aren't allowed in the work place as well.

I was shocked to hear our plans for the day. Looking at more dogs? It had been less than a week since the last one and the newspaper ads hadn’t given us any options. I ran to my room, took my New York Yankees Baseball Cap off the hook and ran to tell my siblings. They were equally as shocked as I was. The three of us couldn't tell why my Dad, who never wanted a dog in the first place, wanted to go searching for one now. But I had an idea about why.

I believe that dogs can change your life. My dog died about a year ago. She’s been in my family since I was two years old. She was a stray dog that came running into the yard. We named her Lady.

I had moved out of my mother’s house and into my new boyfriend’s house six months prior.

Many years ago there was a boy named Jake. He lived with his parents, Joy and Bob. Jake stayed in the woods and he didn't have much people to talk to.

One day around two o'clock pm I got a phone call from my dad. I answered it and it was awful news. He told me that our dog, Cruiser, had passed away. He was only four years old, and none of us were expecting it. I thought that nothing good would have ever come out of it. But something did. Cruiser and I were never that close, I never really ever wanted to go out and see him at our farm, but I still loved him to death.

I believe a strong message in this story is that everything is different in another's