Wheels: A Short Story

One of the questions I asked him was “When growing up, what was your first pet you ever encountered?”My dad’s reply was highly entertaining. He explained his story of his first pet. My dad started out with a brown and white hamster named Felix. His brother had a twin hamster named Frances. Soon, the hamsters both escaped, so my dad got a new hampster which he named Kinnikinnick. That hamster also escaped, so my dad got a third hamster called Kinnikinnick 2. Upon hearing this, I bursted out laughing, I couldn’t believe the names that my dad gave them as a child. My father laughed with me as he continued his story. My dad said that the first family pet was a Siberian Husky named Chinook

My parents got my dog in 2001, (before both me and my sister were born) so he was like my brother in dog form. We called him Tori instead of Torino most of the time. Tori

We called him Tank. He was just sent to the Fort Myers ASPCA from New Orleans, Louisiana. He was alone and homeless after the Hurricane Katrina destroyed his hope for a future. It was fate that he was meant to be with our family. Seeing all of the good that was done to get my new puppy a forever home struck a place in my heart and made me appreciate all of the awesome work that this organization has done, not only for my dog, Tank, but also for the millions of other animals desperate for a better future. This is why I chose to feature the ASPCA and the many things that they do to make a difference in our world

We had decided to go to the biggest general store due to the fact that most others were sold out, jorgensen's general store that was the name of this particular store, ended up having just what we needed and even made sure of it, we ended up one-hundred ft of rope, a baby craddle(how is it that someone expecting a child in four-months would forget to bring a cradle) we also needed food for the oxen, a yoke repair kit, and some axle grease, we also needed a new chicken coop do to the fact that ours fell out of the wagon and broke. We also decided to buy a second saddle before ours wore out. After we had gotten done with the shopping we had ran into our old friends the swansons they have children with ages around ours, they had alway agreed to come over. They told us how they found somebody who said they could come along, but they would have to wait for the rest of the wagon train to come along. The swansons said they would ask if we could tag along. The clines the family that said they could join would be the leaders because they have the best animals, if they let us come we will leave in to days on april 13,

When I was eight years old my family and I owned a dog by the name of Beefy. One afternoon someone mistakenly left the garage door open. Beefy being the adventurous black labrador he is, scurried away down the street and throughout the neighborhood. After a few days have passed, Beefy still did not return.

Despite my objections, we visited a breeder who had a litter of Golden Retriever puppies. We chose one during that visit, and we named her Karma. All summer, my sister and I had to

We have two pets, both dogs. One is a Yellow Lab, his name is Bruiser. Bruiser and my husband love to duck hunt together. The other one is a Chinese Crested Powder Puff named Cashew. Cashew is a rescue dog and extremely lovable.

we had tiger the cat he was a tom cat, when we moved to this house I was in Kindergarden we couldn't find him. Here the owners left Regan a big ol German Shepard, I turned his dog house into a club house (he was that big) once he ran away.. he scared me too cause he'd growl when I'd try to pet him (while he was eating).

Pets, most of America has a lovely animal they like to call their own. In my case, I have a wonderful chihuahua named Pinto. Though he can be a pain in my butt most of the time, he’s still my little boy. The nice thing about Pinto is that he’s very cuddly. If you’re just chilling on the couch he’ll come up to you and snuggle right up next to you. It can be a pain sometimes if you’re trying to sleep and he just gets all up in your personal space and steps all over you. Pinto also likes to bark, a lot. He doesn’t need a reason he just does it.

When riding fourwheelers you don't want anything important to fall off, but luck is not always on your side. Dalton was riding in the field next to his house with his cousin Branden. As they were driving through the corn husks the end piece of the muffler came loose and fell off the fourwheeler.

So the other day me and my friends were casually discussing some of the teachers we've had over the past few years (the good and the bad hahaha) and I brought you up because so many of us had you! After that I just could not stop thinking of all the great memories I had from either grade, which sounds so silly but seriously I've thinking about it nonstop!

He sat pondering with stinging eyes outside in the frosty evening air. His head was throbbing with a migraine that carried his thoughts to darker times, times that made his heart burn. Times that now caused his lungs to only inhale, that suffocating feeling the feeling of deaths unbearable hug, the engulfment of pain. He had felt it many times before. The anxiety and stomach nausea was almost always with him though only he knew of it. This boy was fluid in the language of pain. For he had the scars the screams and the sorrow to prove it. Currently his lungs began to fail him only allowing an inhale of agony, no oxygen would be permitted to exit, because the panic would not allow it. His eyes begin to blur like they sometimes would and

I was sitting in our kitchen, about to eat, when my aunt went it. I ran over to her, happy to see her, and in her hands was a small, black and brown chihuahua. My aunt told me he weighed one pound. Of course, I immediately held him. I couldn’t resist. He was such a cutie! With pointy ears, big black eyes, and a small nose, he was the center of attention at our house. The puppy didn’t have a name yet, so we tossed around a few names. None of them were a good name for the pup.

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

It was the summer of 1977, and my father decided to pack the station wagon and drive from Fort Worth to Tampa, Florida. Besides my parents in the vehicle, my two sisters and brother also joined us for the long journey. I was young and excited and did not realize the distance my father would be driving on this trip. We made two stops on the way down and the first one was in Mississippi at a Holiday Inn. My first time spending the night the night at a hotel occurred on this vacation, and I was excited. We had adjoining rooms with my parents, and we spent the evening in the pool and watching television all night. I was never aware of my parents’ finances but I know now, we did not have a lot of money. From Mississippi, we stopped again in Tallahassee, Florida and we swam in the ocean during the afternoon and hit the hotel pool in the