Personal Narrative: The Hunting Dog

On 10/11/16 at 4:38pm, I Deputy Warden N. Christian was dispatched to Parson Ave and Marion Ave on a dog at large, patrol only. I arrived in the area and proceeded to drive around the area. I was flagged down by a group of people holding onto a black/brown German Shepard. A female individual stated that the dog just ran up to her front door. I place a leash on the dog and put it in my van. The dog had a microchip. I transported the dog to Franklin County Animal Shelter. Dog owner Raymond Burdette redeemed the dog on 10/13/16. I issued Mr. Burdette violations for failure to license and failure to vaccinate.

CHAPTER ONE Advice from an Adult…… When I was young my Dad would always remind me of how important these years as a kid are. He would always say watch how you act as a kid, for it will set the stage for the rest of your life. So many people I know ruined their lives when they were kids. This small, yet so important statement runs through my mind everyday. I love how everyone says they don’t care what people think of them, but I wish they knew how important it is to have a good image. I am not perfect, but I would like to be close as possible. But as Salvador Dali said “Have no fear of perfection, you’ll never reach it. “ The problem I see is everyone wanting to be someone that they are not. Sure, we all have our idols that we look

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

In one of my recent fellowship group meetings, we were studying Acts 16, and it was pointed out that Paul and Timothy kept going back to places, regardless of the rejection they often received. Their tireless efforts paid off handsomely, rewarding them with the salvation of many souls, for

One glorious morning my grandpa and I got up bright and early. We got ready and headed into the woods to prepare for our deer hunt. We walked through the brush as quiet as possible so that we would not spook any animals in the area. On our way to

I'm staring down the barrel of my savage 243. In my sights is a beautiful buck. He's relaxed slowly grazing at the alfalfa in the field. My heart is racing, adrenaline rushing through me. As I slow down my breath and prepare to take the shot I start to think. If I do this, if I take this shot, I will now be a hunter. I will have taken the life of another animal in order to able to feed myself and my family. I take one last breath brace for the kick of my gun and put my finger on the

That place was very cold. All I wanted to do was to get to my destiny. I was with my comrade Henry and our 6 dogs. I remember we were taking the coffin and tried that nothing will happen to it. The same day, I camp with Bill. We started eating and talking and we realized that there were 7 dogs. We counted again and we had 6 dogs. We were confused. At the end, we had 5 dogs. I was sad and worried because Fatty was gone. Anyway, we follow the trail. I remember we lost another dog. So I tied the remaining dogs up with leather thongs and sticks. But it did not work because another dog disappeared. We made our way and we noticed the wolf. We tried to scare the she-wolf but we realized that it did not work. By following our route, the sled got stuck

‘’ Mom you guys should go on your trip’’ kesslyn and I both said. ‘’ No it is fine you guys can get the dog.’’ That night I was thinking about the time when I got my dog Charlie, it was about 4 years ago. We when to the pound and we were walk up and down the rows of dog cages. when all of a suten we say Charlie. His name at the time was Terry. Then we decided to get him and my grandma got us him.

When I was still a young child and full of life, I followed a daily routine. First, I had the struggle of waking up in time to catch the bus before school. After, what always seemed to be a long day filled with irrelevant work for my life ahead, my brother and I would ride the bus home. Only after finishing our homework were we allowed to go outside and play our favorite game, “Wolf”, with our white lab Coco. Coco was chained behind the house on a fully grown tree filled with branches. We would unchain coco so we could begin our daily game of “Wolf” by first having Ethan distract her while I went to the tree to unhook the chain. If Ethan would not distract her, she would jump on me. Since at the time she weighed just as much, or maybe more

Slobber on your face, fur covering your black pants, mud being tracked in from outside, a giant furry being jumping on you when you enter the house, this can only mean one thing, a dog. Dogs are not only one of the most common pets, but they are also beloved by many people. Some people will even refer to their dog as their best friend, their companion, or the thing that brightens their day. It is evident that dogs have such a profound effect on people, and since I grew up around dogs, they had a profound effect on me too. However, it is not just my dog’s life that changed me, it was losing her that altered my perspective on life and death.

I remember it like it was yesterday; it was three days after my seventh birthday. I was sitting in my new room pouting because we had moved into a new home away from the home I have known for most of my life. I was upset because we were now

When I was 7 years old, I fell in love with a psychotic cat. I’ve always had an affinity for animals; I had two dogs and 30 fish that occupied a huge tank in my dining room by the time I was 5--but I loved this cat. She was a

There are many different ways to define the word family, which makes it difficult to create a true definition. I believe that all families are unique in the ways they communicate, grow, nurture, support and express cultures. My family is a traditional nuclear family that means the family consists of

It happened when I was 8 and my little sister, Alicia, was 7. It was Summer and we were bored and had nothing to do, “Want to play with the dog?” Alicia asked. “Sure.” I said. We went to my room then I went to get the dog and his toys. The dog’s name was Blu and he was a pit bull, but he looked different, I thought maybe I should leave him alone, I ignored

Getting A New Puppy On one winter morning, I woke up to see that my mom is on her laptop. I asked her “What are you looking for?” Then she broke the news to me that she was looking for a new puppy. From that day on I was set on helping her find a puppy.