Eulogy For Grandmother

There was only two days until Christmas Day and my brother and I were abandoned at my grandma and grandpa’s house. My brother was in fourth grade and I was in kindergarten at the time. He and I have been asking for a dog for a good two years. Little did we know that the reason we were at our grandparents was when our wish could come to life.

“Why do we have to go to their house? We NEVER go there,” My brother asked anxiously.

“Because I said so,” My dad responded. What a dad answer.

At last, we got to my grandparents' condo in the small town of New Castle, Pennsylvania. The smells of pasta and baked goods were calling my name the second I walked in. I was famished and went straight to see what food there was. My grandma had made

“Hi, sito,” I said and gave her a hug. I walked over to my grandpa and gave him a hug too. After that I went back for desserts.

Unfourtanately, my parents left later that evening, but when I woke up the next day, my cousins, aunt, and uncle had come into town. My uncle bought donuts from Dunkin’ Donuts’ and there was only two donuts left for me. We had spent the rest of the day playing board games and watching Christmas movies, my favorite being Home Alone. I fell asleep quickly after, more than ready for the next day.

The day finally come. It was Christmas. My uncle brought Coney Island instead of instead of Dunkin’ Donuts. Hot dogs for breakfast was weird. We all opened presents, but my parents still were not there. I did not know where they were or when they were coming back.

I heard a knock at the door and went to go see who it was. It was my parents! I went to open the door and I noticed my mom holding a pet carrier with nothing in it. My dad’s coat was wiggling and whimpering. He got on the floor and opened his coat to reveal a small black and white dog. He ran around in circles greeting everyone. I was overjoyed about finally getting a

In my family, it’s my responsibility to walk and feed him. I also babysit for dogs and cats in the neighborhood as well as kids. The responsibilities I have over Mistletoe have helped me to better understand how to take care of the dogs, cats, and kids in my neighborhood. He’s taught me compassion because before I got him, I took a lot of things for granted. Of course, I was only five, but once we got him, my parents thought it would be important to know where he came from. He came from a puppy mill and was part of the lucky handful that was adopted out of such a horrible place. Always adopt a dog or cat, never shop for them. I am more than happy to have him in my life and couldn’t ask for a better