Writing Project 1 Personal Narrative English 12A
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(5 Points) --one point for each idea 1 trip to seaworld
2 spending time with my best friend
3 trip to disneyland
4 losing my dad
5 saving my animals Rough Draft (10 Points) -- it goes under here : As a little girl, I always wanted a puppy. I wanted a dog that would grow big and strong, and would love to play. For years and years, I begged my mom to let me get a dog and her answer was always no. She wouldn’t budge. Eventually, she changed her mind and now I have two big dogs. When I was sixteen, I had just gotten my driver’s license, I was out running errands. I needed to stop and get gas, so I pulled into the gas station and parked my car next to a pump. After I had put the gas in my car, I heard a whining coming from the garbage can a few feet away. I went over to see what it was and found a little puppy curled up, all alone. I grabbed it and took it home with me.
When I was almost home, I called my mom and told her to meet me outside, and told her not to be mad at me. She came outside and saw this baby puppy in my arms, and fell in love with him. We decided to name him Jack (some neighbors who got to know him call him Trash Can due to
First of all, I want to clone my dog gema because i always play around with me and my brother. My mom like the dog because she fal around where you go.when you tell to go out sadi she will go out. My dad find her in animal shelter and my dad like in my dad but it for my little sister birthday. She ways the best dog we had.
It was a very snowy day in the historic sight of Washington D.C. With all the buildings and monuments. So many people walking about. It was so much fun being with my friends when suddenly I see a small figure huddled by a trash bin. I said bye to my friends and walked over to this figure. When just then I notice it is a German Shepherd puppy! When I approached it it jumped right into my arms!
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.
“Nah I want him to also have a good nickname from his name. Hows Oliver?” I asked. When I said that my dog barks as is if he likes that name too. Me and my mom started laughing! Finally, my mom works out the money and stuff with the breeder and we walk out where I notice the dog seems a little Perplexed about where he is going. As we reach the car we put down a blanket in case the puppy gets sick. We drive down the dirt road I sit back in my seat and realize the puppy was finally
My mother had come over to pick me up which she usually does not come to pick me up my cousin usually drops me off so I went to get in the car and as I walked around the car I saw a german shepherd.
Shortly after, We heard noises under the car, My dad and my mom were singing songs on the radio and there were noises. so we turned off the radio My mom thought it was a bag under the car so we kept going. It was funny that my brother was sleeping and suddenly he started
I grew up with mostly cats. When I was very young, we had a Husky whom I loved dearly, but she got ran over while we were on vacation. After that, my mom could’ve easily been mistaken for the crazy cat lady, except she wasn’t crazy (aside from the fact that she let her two children keep so many cats.) When I moved out, it was 5 years before I even considered being a dog owner, but then I found this beautiful black lab that needed a home. She had siblings also needing to be housed and I almost chose one of them. At that
When I was a little girl, I carried around a stuffed Rottweiler dog that was almost life sized. His name was Coco. I loved Coco as much as a little girl could love anything. All the photos from my childhood consisted of two things: blonde pigtails and Coco.
wanted some sort of companion to be with? Well if you have ever had a pet, well then you will know why
Then we got Rex.. well he was a retired cop dog and I could literally ride him around. He lasted about 5 months then someone stole him. Then we got George Regan, well this dog was so stupid he'd pee on you every time you pet him. He ended up biting someone on dogwood.. I have no clue how he got that far or why.. but the peoples daughter he bit kept him.. or perhaps they killed him and didnt tell me? Well then we got Jack, he was a jack russel looked just like wishbone. I went to work with mom for some reason, and one of her coworkers had him on a leash out front, well I asked if I could pet him and she said of course he's yours! That was a surprise and sweet gift from the Barbara. We had him probably 7 years, he ate her peper spray once and went blind he sill could jump up to your neck. So we took him everywhere he was my best buddy. He was the only one she'd let me keep in the house ( 50% of the time). Then her and amanda backed over him on christmas eve one year (I might have already told you this) I was out at lavanias with the village and here comes amanda in crying, she throws off her wig
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.
little ball of fur sticking its head outside of the pocket of my dad’s khakis. When they came
For the longest time, as a child, I would pick up strays and care for them, I never had a dog of my own until I was gifted a dachshund when I was in middle school. Ever since then I can’t imagine my life without a dog, they are a lot of responsibility, but it is very much worth it if you love them and they love you. I raised that dog, who was named Chloe, along with another one my mother and her ex-husband gifted to me whom I named Bluey, for about 6 years. I would have raised them so much longer, but after my mother and her ex-husband separated, he either sold them or let them run away. I was devastated by this, at the time I had another addition to my weenie family, it was a puppy from one of Chloe and Bluey’s last litter, Rocky. He was the runt of
Then they left. After about two hours they walked into the living room carrying a small,adorable puppy. My mom walked over to the couch and had me pet her. Her fur was so soft. After I had pet her, they took her outside and played around with her for a little while before going to Petsmart. Later, when they got back, we played on the living room floor and took pictures and videos of her. This was really the only time that I actually played and was able to keep myself together standing near her.