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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

I always had dogs that came and went away. I was the only child when Mi came to my life. She did not like to play. She spent most of her time sleeping in my green yard. However, whenever I was alone she would keep me company. Of course, she did not play with me or let me pet her. She would scratch me if I ever put a finger on her. But when it was time for my grandma to come and my parents to go, Mi would come rushing to the house. Not too far, she would watch me from her favorite spot, the couch. She would pretend to be asleep, but once in a while, she would open her eyes to check if I was there. If I was not there, she would desperately look for me, and when she found me, she would not take her eyes off of me. Maybe, just maybe, she noticed how lonely I felt. A lonely child playing with her imaginary friends, she might have thought that I was an insane kid, but she still stayed with

In 2008, I spent the summer with my Uncle, Aunt and 2 cousins in Missouri. They picked me up at the airport, and the car ride was filled with discussion about a puppy they had just gotten 2 days prior. It was explained that my cousins wanted a dog since their friends’ family had gotten a dog recently. My Uncle, happy to oblige, stopped at a neighbor’s house one day, who was giving away puppies they could not care for, as is common in small town America. He picked out the cutest one and went on his way. The family was so happy to have “Roxy” in their home and on their farm.

We brought her home and decided to name her Marley.She was 6 months old when we got her. The first time we left her home alone she chewed up 3 pairs of shoes and dug up the carpet.

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.

A calico kitty I would later come to name Loo Loo. She was the sweetest feline to ever exist, happy to play along with the detailed scenarios that came from the eccentric imagination of a second grader. One of my clearest memories from my childhood, came from Thanksgiving. “Turkey’s are pretty expensive, Meri.” My father said, turning to address my mother. She simply shrugged and searched through the pile to find the chosen turkey. “We could always serve the cat.” My dad said, grinning. Today I realize that he was only joking about eating my beloved fluffball. Yet at the time, I took my father seriously and went poultry diving to find a decent priced bird so I could save my precious pet.

Maxie came into our lives November 20th, 2013. My sister found her on the side of the road. My dad told us that we couldn’t keep her because we already had too many dogs. We put up signs and uploaded posts on facebook asking if she was anyone’s dog. No one claimed her and she began to grow on everyone. Before long, she was a part of our family. We all loved her and couldn’t imagine our household without her. She was this little blessing that found her way into our house and I will forever be thankful to whoever’s dog she was, for allowing us have two years of joy with her.

My mom wanted to move to Indiana and my dad wanted a cat. My mom didn't want to take Shadow on the long drive, so we ended up giving Shadow to my dad. My mom and I moved to Indiana. When we got here I still really wanted a cat and really missed shadow. My mom got me a surprise that we still have today! She got me a new cat named Sylvester! He is a short haired tuxedo cat. I remember getting him and being so happy I had another cat.

Belle’s story of living with a beast is re-evaluated, claiming that she is not as sane as she was once perceived. When Belle enters the stage in a straight jacket and tied to a chair, there is a realization that she was dealing with a mental illness the whole time, something that is prevalent in our current society. In addition, her familiar radiant yellow ball gown was concealed by the straight jacket, blocking out her previous notion of nativity with the comprehension that it is not sensible to live and interact with a talking creature. The addition to Belle’s costume demonstrates

After being rescued, along with over three hundred other animals, from an overcrowded animal shelter in Lawrence County, Alabama. Belle the shepherd mix was immediately taken to a temporary shelter where she was adopted by a family during an adoption weekend event and then returned two days later due to being scared of the people who adopted her and not adjusting to the new surroundings.. She was then sent to a rehabilitation center in Madison, New Jersey.

In January of 2004, my parents surprised my sister and I with our very own puppy. We were ecstatic because it was our first pet. When we got the dog home, we immediately began thinking of suitable names. Finally, we decided on Gracie, and we have been enjoying her company ever since. Nearly 11 years later my parents decided to surprise us again. They bought a new puppy named Molly and welcomed her to the family. Since then Gracie and Molly have been the best of friends. They enjoy snuggling under blankets, taking naps, and playing fetch. Although Gracie and Molly share many of the same interest, they differ in that of breed, age, and attitude.

When I first got Ruby, she had never been touched and had run with a herd of broodmares. The first thing I had to do was halter break her so that I could get close enough to touch her. That was harder than I thought it would be. She was slow to trust me and had a strong sense

My mom, the cat, and I had went back out into the car. We drove home, and we picked a name on the way.. We decided on “Rajah” after Jasmine’s tiger from Aladdin. I loved him, and his personality! My sister also got a Bengal, but Rajah was

She would watch and whine as the other dogs would play but would not participate at first. After an hour or so of watching she finally jumped down and the other dogs quickly came up to sniff her which made her bolt for the sofa and my lap as they wagged their tails and followed suit trying to smell her as she tucked her hind end with her tail nub tucked tight. She promptly barked and growled again. They would put their ears back and heads down and look away like they had been scolded, after all they had been in a way, and then they would go off to play again.

Belle was kind to the Beast, and then she found her prince. It took courage to look into the eyes of someone that took away everything and see the good.