On the first night, his dogs chase a raccoon up into the biggest tree imaginable. Billy immediately sees that it will take days to cut down, but he is determined to cut it down, because he told his dogs that if they chase and corner a raccoon he would take care of the rest. His dogs are counting on him so he can’t let them down. His parents bring him food. His grandfather then shows him how to make a scarecrow; so that the raccoon in the tree will stay there and then he comes home with dinner.
We’ll feed it and take it for walks. We’ll brush him and give him baths. You’ll see you won’t have to do a thing.” The team was relentless and finally I said, “Okay.” Because I’d made and broken the same promises when I was a kid, I had no doubt that it wouldn’t be long before the responsibilities would be Kira’s and mine. Unfortunately, I never had a chance to see if my children would live up to their promises because our new dog had ingested some twine before we owned him, and a few weeks later we were forced to put little “Sunny” to sleep. It was a very sad experience for the whole family, and we were all in agreement that we’d have to replace Sunny with one of his relatives.
After the conversation, the father and the boy go inside where the boy’s mother prepared dinner. The father, the mother, the boy, and three younger children eat together. It is windy after dinner, so the father goes hunt by himself without Sounder and the boy. The mother then shells kernels of walnuts for extra money for the rest of the evening. The boy, with nothing to do, starts dreaming about the Bible’s story his mother often tells him.
It was a hard day for me. My dog of almost 7 years had to be put down, and it was the first pet I had ever lost. My dad wasn’t too keen on me getting a new puppy. We started looking at other dogs and my dad found one that he thought we should get. My parents decided to take me on a surprise trip to the animal shelter to get a better look at the dogs that we wanted to adopt.
Then a few days later the stray dog ate some of the deer meat that was very important for the family’’s survival. Travis was very angered and threatened to kill the mischievious yellow dog, but his younger brother, Arliss, would not allow this. There are many more adventures that the book tells of Old Yeller throughout the story and I am going to put a heavy emphasis on the three that I enjoyed the most. First of all Travis and his brother Arliss were out in the forest with their mother and were cutting wood. This was going to be used to mend a fence that had broke in the yard.
I got over to their house on the weekends and this past year during fall and winter my dad decided that it was the right time to pass the tradition on down to me. I was very excited and nervous at the same time, and I had many questions because since they broke up I spent more time with my mom and didn’t learn how to hunt, and shoot that much. Thankfully I was a natural born hunter through my dad and I was already could shoot a gun very accurately. As the time to go hunting grew closer, we went target shooting so I could get used to the gun that my dad used to kill his first deer. It felt going hunting would improve the relationship between my father and I. I wanted to kill a deer more than anything else, then finally the night before we gathered our gear and went to bed early to be ready in the morning.
A hero is described as a person who is has exceptional success or honorable traits. After watching videos and reading articles, the two men mentioned have changed the world in their own distinct ways. Both heroes mentioned are remarkable people that carry out their legacies to others by their motivating stories. One heroic figure mentioned was Greg Mahle; a man of Zanesville, Ohio who spends two days of every month saving dogs from their “death row” in the south. In the article, “Homeward Bound,” it states, “32 shelters reported taking 62,540 dogs; 43,278 of them were put down, according to Maddie’s Fund, a nonprofit organization that tracks canine euthanasia statistics.” Greg has rescued dogs and then puts them in the safe hands of a loving owner.
He consoled me whan I had my first break up, and I was there when he broke aleg and almost died ,after running after a cat. He was there when I was having a bad day, and I was there when he had bad days I joined the service for two years, and as Bowie was not terribly old,I know he would be their when I returned, and he was. He was like my girl back home and I though of him every day. When I moved to Toronto at 20, my mother let be take Bowie, even though he was “a family dog”. I know that Bowie and I will not be together forever, when I think about that eventual day I get sad, but I know when I am old and frail, I will still remember the best friend ever.
My dad told me to stay where he was parked at and he was going to turn the dogs out across the clear cut we was at. I stayed there for it seemed like an hour I was so anxious this is the first time I got to take a stand all by myself. Eventually my dad turned his new dogs out and could you believe that they jumped a deer and was running right to me? I could hear my dad
That night I did not get much sleep, for I was up late watching Spirit and Bambi on our little box TV in the camper. Along with that, I woke up way too early to watch the sunset and go canoeing with my mom. I always thought morning time in the mountains was the most beautiful time of all. The air was crisp, and you could hear all the different birds chirp that I usually don't hear back home. For breakfast that morning we fried up some bacon, eggs and brewed some coffee.