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Personal Narrative
Death, not something most 4 year olds have to deal with. When I was 2 I got a sporting/hunting dog, a German Shorthaired Pointer, named Spike. Spike was a 2 year 4-month old dog. As both a young puppy and a young dog he had both cool tempered and playful. The death of my first dog is the first memory I have of loss.
His death happened at around 10 am on a day in 2004. My dad was hunting with him in a Hunting tournament. The tournament was being held in Southern California. The area my dad was hunting was close to the highway. Spike went on to the highway as a truck was going past. He was hit by the truck while he was on the road. I was at my house with my mom and sister when he called to tell us what happened.
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The main character Clay Dilham in the story, Up the Slide by Jack London has a very serious fear of death. One random morning Clay decides he needs more firewood so he gets his dogs
Others find grief to be constant, or a series of good and bad times. Do Not! Argue with others about whatever you’re grieving over is acceptable. Accept the fact that the best support your grief may come from won’t be a friend or family member. Feeling frightened, sad, or lonely is a normal reaction of the death of a pet. Trying to ignore your pain or keep it from your memorization will only make it worse in the long run. A child coping with pet loss needs to see you express your own grief at the loss of the pet or they won’t know how to act about it. Remind your child that they weren’t responsible for the pet’s death or you will see a side of your child unexpected. Seniors coping with pet loss need to try and find new meaning and joy in life. Be sure to boost your health with exercise. (Robinson et
In seventh grade I experienced a great tragedy: my guinea pig died suddenly. I had Mr. Fluffy for two year and I loved him dearly. After he died, I was heartbroken for a very long time.
If a pet dies, it's best not to say something like "It's so sad that he's gone, but we'll get another dog soon." A preschooler -- who views his pets as part of the family -- might think, "If I die, will Mommy get a new boy?"
After that we had no dogs; we still had a cat. No more animals became a part of our family for about one and a half years. Our cat was still living, but we decided we wanted another dog. This dog was already around 3 years old and was needing a new home because one of its owners had died and the other was bedridden. He rarely got outside, but when he did he had a few minutes
"Honey," my mom yelled to me one sunny afternoon, "Go out and feed Sugar." Sugar was our dog, a big, husky lap dog. I went to our kitchen, and got some food. Then I stepped outside, into the warm, fresh August air, looking for Sugar. I glanced to where I kept Sugar, and couldn't believe my eyes. Sugar was not there. I ran to the place where Sugar slept, I saw that the leash was elegantly coiled up. I knew that Sugar could not have run away. I thought that she must have chased a deer or another animal. Then a disturbing thought hit me, Sugar might have been abducted. As I tried to push that thought out of my mind, I thought that my mom could have put Sugar out in the garage. I went to the garage to check, but unfortunately Sugar wasn?t there. ?Mom,? I cried after a couple of seconds, ?Do you know where Sugar is??
As a kid, I fell in love with the idea of getting a puppy for Christmas. Wrapped in a small box with a bow on top sitting under the tree just like the movies and tv shows I had seen. I can remember making a Christmas list of all the things I wanted that year, and every year the same thing that I wanted had said “puppy” with it underlined so that my mother knew which was my favorite on the list. Every year no surprise, I didn’t find a dog. I never understood why I never received one. When the kids at school talked about the few dogs they had at home made me so jealous, but I hoped that one day it would be me to have my own best friend at home.
I tried to be polite by saying, “I’m sorry, my Mama doesn't like feet on the couch.” but he just answered by saying, “Well your Mama ain’t here, now is she?” With that I remembered my mama said she’d whip my butt if I was ever rude to a stranger!
I loved my dog. Between the fighting between my parents and stress from school, he was the only thing that kept me happy. Before I could even comprehend what was happening, I heard the loudest, and most tragic honk I would probably ever hear.
The dog also allowed the child to occasionally take out anger on it, even when no reason was given. The dog played a safe haven that allowed the boy to believe things would get better shown here: “When misfortune came upon the child, and his troubles overwhelmed him, he would often crawl under the table and lay his small distressed head on the dog’s back. The dog was ever sympathetic”(Crane, "A Dark Brown Dog"). The story eventually ends with the dog’s death by the hands of the child’s father here: “The father of the family paid no attention to these calls of the child, but advanced with glee upon the dog. He rolled over on his back and held his paws in a peculiar manner.
Some people may say a dog is just a dog, but for me they are extremely desirable. Dogs are a person’s best friend. They make me cry, laugh, and I wish never adopted one because they do smell. Although, dogs smell, it should not be a justification to not obtain one. I mean what does not smell? I never realized how taking care of a dog could change my life; until I saw how they sleep throughout the day, they are always there to comfort me, and how they provide a responsible way of living.
I knew he was gone the moment I awoke on Christmas morning. While other families somewhere laughed, smiled, and opened presents, I could only stare listlessly at my own presents, and those placed in the shopping bag in the corner, never to be opened. With the death of my beloved golden retriever, Kennedy, a part of me had also died. For Kennedy was no ordinary dog.
Pets are all over the world, and a part of many people's everyday lives. After seeing my grandmas dog close to death about a week ago, it reminded me of how impacted I was when I lost a pet in the past. That’s when I realized that pets leave a very impactful mark on other people's lives. Then, I remembered not everyone has had pets in their lives due to various reasons like allergies and seeing them as dangerous. This led me to my research question; Should kids have pets in their lives? Weighing the options, I can see both sides to the question at hand. I was a child who grew up with pets by my side, but I also had been greatly harmed by one. When I was just a preschooler, I was critically bit by my own dog in the face, just inches away from a fatal vein in my neck. I still have the scar to this day, yet I still surround myself with animals everyday.
Ever since I can remember I’ve wanted a dog. Never did I think that dogs would end up being by biggest fear. I was just a little kid around 6 years old when it happened. I was walking home from my friend’s house when I saw a stray dog, it was in the middle of the street blocking my way, I decided to walk past it, while I was walking it started growling at me, I hesitated but still kept trying to walk then suddenly it got up and started barking empathically towards me. I was terrified, my first initial reaction being a 6 year old kid was to scare it away, I was ignorant. I picked up a rock and threw it at the dog thinking it’ll get scared and run away. I was wrong. The dog had enough it made a whimpering noise then started barking even louder
Since animals, especially dogs, share similar emotions as people they to make great companions. Animals do show us how to love better, because their emotions are more pure than a human's. According to Mary Lou Randour, in "What Animals Can Teach Us About Spirituality", animals are spiritual companions to humans. She tells the story of a boy who, after murdering someone, receives a dog to care for as a form of therapy. The dog comforts him, and the teenager learns to love the animal over time. The boy's pet is "healing his soul" by teaching him how to love. Dogs give their masters unconditional love, never questioning the human's orders or disciplines. I thought the story of the dog appearing in the author's backyard as her dead grandfather was rather outlandish. All of Randour's examples of how animals influence our feelings were viable aside from the disappearing ghost dog.