Personal Narrative Essay About My Best Pet

Now for why I write. I rarely write for fun, which probably should change for the better, but that is not unlike many. I write, when I have to write for school or any other academic activity. Writing interest for these assignments only goes as deep as the material or topic. If the topic is interesting I will be much more excited to write about it. With that being said, my least favorite part of writing is the writer's block that comes with a boring topic, really it is the bane of my writing. Now on to the actual writing. For me, free writing is hard to accomplish, I need directive. Book reports and detailed essays with directions are my favorite things to write because they give a good starting point for the beginning of the writing process.

I remember the very first day my family and I got our Italian Greyhound, Cyrus. My Sister wanted to get a dog so badly so we all got on my dad’s computer to order one. My Mom wanted a dog that was cat-like so we chose an Italian Greyhound as our dog. We were surprised to find out that he would be coming from Nebraska in only three days. This meant that we were totally unprepared to receive him but we still did from the airport. Even though he was shy at first he grew to be a hyper little dog and to love us. Even though I love to be with him I don’t know much about his kind, so I decided to find out where and when they originated, What their body is like, and what it is like to live with them.

Dogs have always been a big part of my life since I've had two my grandmas has 2 and my uncles had one. My last dog Ziggy was a big part of my life, she was the sweetest dog ever and I feel she represents the love aspect of my family. Yes my family has its ups and downs, most families do, but we have such a strong love and bind that I feel was what Ziggy represented to me. So when thinking what animal to pick I knew a dog was the perfect choice and also a good way to remember Ziggy.

I got my very first animal in September of 2009. It was a dog and we named him Buddy. I walking into shelter trying to find the right dog to bring home. I was so excited to get my first dog! Thinking which one is going to be the one. When we walked in all we could here was barking. Walking by cages of cute puppies, then we found just the right one, Buddy!

My most memorable pet is my old dog hitch who died from bone cancer last year on my birthday. Lovable Hitch was a good dog If you were happy he was happy. When we noticed he had cancer, he could not walk on his one back leg. We were going to have surgery to remove the cancer but his body was not strong enough to go through the surgery so it was a matter of time till he died said the vet. A month later we were going to have Hitch put down because he was suffering. Hitches heart was still full of love and adrenaline like a very loved dog would but it was a real struggle for him to even move. (Hitch was a golden Doodle). But...

When my parents brought him home they said “he may not be the best dog but he’s ours”. The reason they said this was because he was the runt of the litter and had a big head with a small body All I wanted was a dog who could run and jump and play. He was very weak and so he just laid on the couch for the first months of his life, But one day when I came home from school I saw him walking I immediately I shouted “he’s walking” we took him to the vet for the first time when he was two and the vet said that he was still very weak and he still

Everyone must have had a pet before, even if it was as small as a fish or as big as an elephant. We’ve all had that one pet, that we will forever remember. The loving relationship between a dog and a person is so unexplainable but very special in its own way. I’ve had a dog when I was born and it would always be there from my first time to talk to being with me my sophomore year. I had a Chinese Shar-Pei, whose name was Kane. He was the most precious pet to me and not one other pet can replace his 1,000 rolls or the two different colored eyes. Everyone thought he was ugly but he’s beautiful to me. The relationship we had was unique. In this relationship it contained us both knowing what we thought and getting in trouble together. The loving

I loved my dog to death. He was everything a little girl like me could wish for. He was small. He had ocean-blue eyes that drew everyone in. He made a soft bark when someone came to the door, and whenever he wanted to go for a walk, he would always run to me with a blue leash in his mouth that he had taken from my room.

When I was eighteen years old, my dad bought a puppy for my birthday. It is a Chihuahua breed and its name is Princess. It is lovely dog Princess's fur is soft, straight and short with a blend of white and golden intertwining together to make a mixture looking like a soft white cotton-ball. It has small, cropped triangular ears dark black eyes and a round black wet nose. It was only 1 month old when my dad brought it home. The first time I saw it, I felt excited with joy. It was so cute It has became a member of our

In 2010 both of my dogs, Daisy and Cody died in December. My family and I were mournful about our two dog’s death ,so we decided to get a puppy. Our family looked on a website to find puppies and we found a lot of dogs we liked. My mother liked a two year old dog named Chester ,but I liked a three year old Pug named Scooter. Finally, my family found a Saint Bernard named Ollie that we absolutely fell in love with.

On my 13th birthday my friends and I went to a lazer tag place down the road from my house . I was new to the idea of "lazer tag" and honestly i was a little nervous . We walk in the dimmly lit building the smell of nachos and the sound of kids laughing filled the air . We make our way to the low standing black counter . I approach the man behind the counter to buy a ticket .

Throughout my childhood we have had many pets come and go. When I was young, we had a Beagle named Milo and a few cats. After Milo, we took up a Red Heeler and Jack Russell mixed dog we named Jackie and we also had about fifteen cats at the time, two rabbits, a chicken, and two ducks. Jackie had several litters of puppies during her time. I embrace numerous memories taking care of them. Now that she is gone, we have two cats and a Blue Heeler named

Well, how about we stop blaming and we do something about it. If anyone has the power, it starts with you and it starts with me. It starts with us. Not tomorrow, but now. Right this second. So many of us crave love, but we do everything in our power to try to destroy it. We do everything in our power to find everything, but love. We search for fulfillment in temporary things. Love is way deeper than the surface. It is much deeper than something that comes and goes. I am not sure what it is, but I know what it is not. Love thrives in the foundation of its roots, and you cannot create it if you don't search for its layers deep in the soil—way beyond what is seen. You are always, always searching for better and better and never content with what you have because you don't pick what you have with your soul. If you would even entertain something that is not the best for your soul, you are settling. That is why I don't believe in options. I wouldn't even know where to begin to try and divide my soul, giving parts of it to different people. I would never be fulfilled. Love never left. We have left it. If you pay attention, you'll

When I was twenty-two years old, I answered an advertisement in the paper for free Labrador puppies. Driving up to the house, I saw all the little critters running around and having a ball of a time. I got into the pen with the pups, and finally decided on the shy runt who spent the majority of his time hiding under a board. I loved his personality and instantly

My first dog was named Toby, he was a very white, ball of fluff. He blended in with the shiny white crispy snow on December 25, 2006. My sisters and I were on our way home from my dad’s house when all of a sudden we pulled into my mom’s house. On Sunday, December 25, 2006, Toby was waiting at our house. We all got out of the car on that cold snowy day and walked on the slippery sidewalk. The snow was like a chilling carpet on the bottoms of our feet. My mom opened the door with a camera so my sisters and I knew something was up. A shocking step in the house and we saw a very fluffy dog, we were very excited. He was like a deer in headlights. There was a bunch of screaming and yelling going on at that moment between the three of us. We