Personal Narrative-Me And My Dogs By Colyn Woods

After months and months of begging, my parents finally decided to get me and my sister a dog. They did some research first, and thought that schnoodles would be a perfect dog for our family because they are great with young children and have a very low amount of shedding. We decided to go to a breeder. We drove an hour away to the breeder's house and were able to play with all of the puppies. We chose the runt of the litter, Mimi. Two years later, we wanted to get a friend for Mimi. We contacted the breeder and she said that Mimi's parents had another litter. We chose the only girl of the litter, Roxy.

It was a scorching hot day in July, my friend and I were cruising on the country out near her house, when we spotted an extra-large box near the side of the road. We pulled over to investigate and we were shocked to find four small puppies in the box. There were two tan colored females, one black male, and one brindle male. The puppies were filthy and whining. It was no question that we would not leave the precious puppies there. We decided quickly to load the box in the back of her car and head to town. We managed to find homes for three of the puppies. The last puppy went home with me. He was the cutest and the smallest of the liter. He was dirty and smelled bad but I was determined to find him a home.

I had just araved at my beast fairends house for his birthday his dog had just gave birth the bay befor. I got a boy dog who was very loud so I caled him Siren.He is now ½ traned.His mom just had more babys and now he has more than 100 brouthers and sisters.

So we ate our breakfast quickly but my mom was not done she wanted us to get a box to put our stuff in and a trash bag. After we did everything we finally go to open our stockings. We tried to do it as fast as possible so we could see if we got a dog. When my mom finally said that we could open our gifts one at a time we were so excited we could not stand it. But after we opened everything no dog was found. So we asked my mom for if you got us a dog she said no then we asked our dad and he said no. We were heart broken at this point but then are parents said go outside. We walked outside and went to the right of my front door are parents said “We might not have gotten you a dog but Santa did”. And we looked at the crate and in front of it was two small bowls they had little puppy paws on them. And as we ran towards it we heard barking as we unlocked the crate a little puppy ran out and instantly loved us. We said thank you so much for giving us the one thing we wanted the most a dog. We soon realized that we would have to give him a name we said some names but one name That my brother graham said was sparky we really liked the name even my parents and from then on he was known as our dog Sparky Wesel

My family had only one dog a few years back, her name was Kenzi. She was half Corgi and half Black Lab. Originally I was the one who picked her, she was really cute but she always went to mom and I wanted a dog to play with. So, I started asking mom if we could get another dog, I would go to her constantly to see if we could get another. A while later a friend of ours came to spend the week with us.

I was five years old, and we were living in Algonac, Michigan. My mom, brothers, and I were walking down Mill Street on our way home from the park. My mom was pushing a stroller with my youngest brother in it, my other brother was trolling alongside of her. I was pushing a little pink carriage with hearts on the side, inside of my carriage were some of my baby dolls. As we were strolling down Mill Street, a box on the side of the road caught my attention. I stopped and tried to read the cardboard sign that said FREE BORDER COLLIE MIX PUPPIES. My mom who was farther ahead noticed that I was no longer behind her and turned around to see what had caught my attention. We looked inside of the box and saw that it was filled with puppies, black puppies, white puppies with black splotches, and black puppies with white patches. I picked up one of the black puppies that had white patches and begged my mom to let me bring him home with us. Much to my surprise my mom said yes, so I stuck my new puppy inside my little pink carriage and we headed home. My dad came home to an unexpected black and white ball of fur, he wasn’t the happies person in the house but he said it was okay to keep the dog under one condition that he got to name the dog. My pup, Apollo is perfect to

​My family has never been the family to own any pets because of our busy schedules and I had a hard time facing this reality because having a dog has been a lifelong goal of mine since I was a young boy. Generally when asking for something repeatedly, your parents give in and buy it for

One, night Life finally decided to redeem itself.Mom and I considered getting a new dog. Since my dog bou past away. We looked for a couple of days until we found this white puppy it was like he was saying pick me!!!, pick me!!!He was not really big and he was about 5 weeks old, and he was very, very cute!!!He had fur as white as snow and as soft as cotton!!!

Today i am going to tell you about my best pet that i ever had the thing is why i'm telling you this is because i think it would be a great idea to adopt a pet in your home. My best pet that i have ever was a chihuahua mixed mutt. His parents well his mom is a chihuahua and his dad was a mutt which means he is many kinds of dogs in his gens. My dog was born on March 3rd of 2014 and he was the runt of all of the puppies his mom had which were 3 boys and 1 girl, that's including my dog. When he was givin to me and my family he was taken way too early away from of his mother he was 4 weeks old. Also, when he was given to us he had a big scab on his head and he was just thrown in a laundry basket when the person brought him to us and so we kind of saved him from getting any more scabs from where he was at.

How many you have or once had pets at home? Do you know that a recent article published in 2016 states that the number of canine pets increased from 47000 in 2006 to 62000 in 2015?

I thought my life was perfect, living with a smart dog like him. I cared about him so much that I couldn't believe seeing or knowing that something was wrong with him and if something was wrong, I would do anything and everything I could to help him. One time I even almost gave him “human medicine” but hey, I was only seven years old! Even being only seven, the day I never saw him again only had me questioning my parents, and they decided to not hide the truth behind him being “missing” right before we were moving to Brussels, Belgium.

Growing up I had a black lab named Jake . He was a present that my brother Chad had received for his 12th birthday . We had adopted Jake from a shelter and it was soon to be realized that this dog was attached to me . The dog would bark at anyone or anything that came near me . After weeks of trying to get the dog to like other family members in the house nothing work , the dog was mine . This made my brother extremely furious and has given me the responsibility to take care of the dog . After days of rubbing it in my brother’s face I started to realize that having a dog was a lot of work , especially the daily walks .

On our way to the Arch and on are way we stopped by the animal shelter and I wanted a dog and so then we found a puppy and he was found on the street in a box with a broken arm but by the time I bought him his arm was better so he is about 6 months.

Thinking back to my childhood, I always remember having a dog at my side. Ever since I was born I had my sidekick Sparkey. At the age of 13, Sparkey passed away and left a void in my families life. No new dog will ever replace Sparkey but, after a couple months, it was time to move on. On the way home from a soccer tournament one day my dad and I were talking about what it would be like to get another dog. We decided that it was something to consider. Before going home we stopped at the pet store to just take a look but, little did we know we were going to find. It was time for a family meeting.

When I was three my family got a German Shorthair Pointer named PJ. We had got her from a family friend. Along with PJ my grandparents bought Ruby who was PJ’s sister. She was my favorite dog. I did everything with this dog she was mine. I attempted to ride her when I was younger She was my best friend. I took her for walks and we played fetch.