Personal Narrative: What Good Dogs Do

And on our way home, she almost peed in the backseat of the car because she was so scared. However, when we finally got home, she was overjoyed that she finally had a good home where she would be loved forever. Not only by six humans, but by three other animals including, two cats and one other dog named bella, tiger, my two cats, and libby, the other dog. She had to go right into the backyard because we were worried about how she would act around the other animals. But when she smelled Libby’s breath on the toys she busted through the screen door and she licked all of the animals until they looked like they swam in a pool.

Most dogs can act very unpredictable, especially in new surroundings and just like the author of the second article wrote, "some

make her be quite. The dog has also managed to follow us the whole time she started to lick

“Oh, that’s just like my dog!” said Pat. “She’s always dreaming she’s chasing rabbits or something like that. She starts kicking and making little barking sounds; it’s the cutest thing. She’s only a terrier, but sometimes I swear she thinks she’s a mastiff.”

It wasn't until Ashley pointed out a light down the road did we start to notice the sound of barking. I was so nervous that it was a guard dog to notice Abby escaping my grip. She was running to the light, hollering at the top of her lungs, 'puppy'.

love to play. For years and years, I begged my mom to let me get a dog and her answer was always

4 I finally got promoted to detective, but what I didn’t know was that I was going to be working on cold case files. Let me tell you, there is nothing as sad and boring as going through piles of paperwork looking at the sick and mangled people the world

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She won’t run away, though because she knows we’re the people that feed her treats and food. Since Poppy knows my dad’s the boss, we thought that she only let him teach her to do tricks. My dad taught her to sit, lay, and shake. But I proved that theory wrong. One day I kept on rolling, and rolling, and rolling her over. Three days later I was going to give her a treat for going on a walk, so I said TREAT and she got so excited she rolled over! My dog is the #1 greeter in the world because every day my family and I get home from something, Poppy greets us at the door by wagging her tail really fast, barking and smiling at us. I once had a black cat named Schmitty, but when we had to put her down I was really heartbroken because I had lived with her her for my whole entire life. 2 years later on a Friday in March, little did I know that this would be the day we got the 2 years old bundle of love that made my life 100 percent better. My dog loves food better than anything, but cuddling with us is definitely a close second. She will bark at any person or dog walking by and personally I think she likes barking so loud that it almost shakes the house. Poppy absolutely hates it when people get into her face, even her

“He’s nice! Don’t worry, he won’t bite or anything. Er, I think.” Perhaps things would’ve rolled a lot smoother had he not mumbled that last part. “I don’t actually know.” Luke spared Wedge a sheepish look before stepping aside, the length of his body still adhered to the door. Except, what in the world could he do? Slam the door in Wedge’s face should Doggo jump him? He’d heard the excited tail swishing back and forth against the wooden floors, it was loud enough for him to perceive even now. Regardless of Luke’s apprehension, due to how he’d yet to have a guest in his home since rescuing Doggo last night, Luke knew he had to move aside. Hesitantly, Luke stepped fully back and allowed Wedge to see the newest member of his flat. Behind him sat Doggo, panting lightly until his mouth closed and his head tilted to the side again. Luke

"Come with me," the attendant instructed. "We've got the perfect dog for you." We followed her down the dimly lit hallway crinkling our noses at the familiar pound odor that saturated the air. "She's a husky," the woman said, pointing to

I started rolling like a wheel on a wagon. My owner heard me barking and he came but he didn’t know that there was a steep hill and started running toward me. He was not paying attention and started rolling too. He regained his balance but some of the bananas split open on the hill. He started to walk but he slipped on some banana peels. Then he started running and caught up with me.Then we slowed down and stopped. “We should get home but first let’s take a walk”,Mako said

“Why do I have to do this everyday,” I said to my mom.3 “She is YOUR dog and YOUR responsibility and you promised that if we got you a dog, you would walk her every single day!”

None of my dogs withhold affection when I don't immediately doing something they want to do at the moment. After a 12 hour shift on 4 hours sleep if I don't want to play catch once I get home, it's ok. The next day when i return home my dog will still be shaking her ass when she sees me. She won't for the next three days not respond or respond coldly when I call.

“Ruby! At least a roll over!”. I even tried to give her a treat for doing it! She didn’t budge.(I gave her the treat anyway). I tried to give examples of multiple tricks like roll over, paw, and jump. She didn’t move one bit. I had refilled her bowl with water. I took Ruby outside for the spare time I had.