Waking up at six thirty on a Saturday morning is not something I am used to. On this unusual sunrise I needed to take Keltie, my older sister Tamara’s dog, outside. When my alarm went off Keltie, a medium sized, brown dog with a white spot on his chest, laid between my legs with his narrow head on my left thigh. I stayed there for a few minutes waiting for the haze that waking up brings. As that alleviates, I reached over to my bed side table to get my glasses, Keltie reacted to this by hitting my ankles with his tail. He stopped wagging his tail and sat up, staring at me with his large, brown eyes. After a couple of seconds, he began to wag his tail again. There was not a long period of that before he laid down again, licking his right leg …show more content…
Keltie reacted to this by first wagging his tail, then running in circles, and finally by whining. My mother walked to my closet, with Keltie watching closely, to gather his brown, circular dog food from the large, blue bag. Holding his dog food in a metal, measuring cup, my mother walks to his metal food bowl and poured the food in there, all the while Keltie sat patiently and waited for his cue to eat. My mom snapped her finger and pointed at the food, which is his cue, watched Keltie run toward the food. For the first three bites, he grabbed a mouthful of food, walked backwards a few steps, and then ate it. After those first few gatherings, he ate the rest at the bowl with his head cocked sideways. Finishing his bowl of food Keltie came toward my bed, wagging his tail, waiting for my permission to jump up. I patted twice on my bed and he hopped up and laid down, still continuing to wag his tail. I stood up and walked over to my zebra print, circular chair and retrieved Keltie’s purple, service dog, harness. With the jingle of his tags, Keltie stood and jumped off my bed. On the floor, Keltie started to jump with his front legs reaching reaching toward the sky. I sat down on my knees to try to calm him down, this helped because he stopped jumping. As I tried to insert his head through the harness he laid down, which made it considerably harder to stick his front legs through the strap. His head remained in the harness as I lifted his legs and inserted them through the straps. There was a little trouble with his left leg because one of his nails inhibited the entry of the leg, but that was fixed easily by just wiggling his leg slightly. Once his legs were in the harness, a strap needed connecting underneath his body. In connecting this strap, I ended up lifting Keltie’s stomach. After I finished putting on the harness, I clamped on his leash which made him sit up. I put my hand on the metal door knob and opened the door.
Ridgebacks are known to be very strong-willed, intelligent dogs. He is always very alret and he is aware of what is going on around him. Midway through the walk, a fellow resident opened his door only for his Pit Bull to come charging out without a leash on. Both the dog and Chad were not prepared or expecting what was to follow. The Pit Bull immediately charged toward them. Chad’s dog did nothing but stand by him because he had no idea what this dog wanted. Maybe it wanted to play. As soon as the dog reached them, it bit and latched onto his dog’s ear. Soon the owner came running out. For the next two minutes they frantically tried removing the dog by prying open its jaws which did not budge. They had to resort to literally beating the animal by kicking it in the rib cage. Meanwhile, Chad had to make sure the attacking dog did not pull too much on his dog’s ear so that it wouldn’t be ripped off. The whole time he had to endure his dog’s screams, and there was literally nothing they could do to remove the other dog expect to beat it. Finally the dog let go; Chad and his dog charged back to his apartment with his dog gushing blood the whole way. He had to call the police to get the situation documented. Animal control was eventually brought into the equation and the other dog was euthanized. Chad had to take his dog to an emergency animal hospital. The
The central idea of Sgt. Stubby Hero dog of WW1 is that a dog can be far more useful than just a mascot, he can be a loyal friend. I know this because in the text it said, “Stubby became ultra-sensitive to its odor and was able to run through the trenches, barking and biting soldiers awake before an attack.” This shows that Stubby helped warn the soldiers that they should get up and prepare for attack. Later in the text it says, “The dog could locate wounded Americans on the battlefield by listening for the specific sounds of English amid the fracas. He would stay and bark until the medics came ,...” This is a example of how he was loyal to the soldiers.
Dogs are common throughout the world, either as a domestic pet, a protector on a farm, or an assistant for hunting amongst others. Regardless of the reason for having a dog, most people have either owned one for themselves or have known somebody who has owned one at some point in their life. Despite the relative normality of having a dog in your life in one way or another, the reasons for dogs coming into existence are not common knowledge among most people. Throughout a great portion of mankind’s history, dogs have been an essential part of life. The truth is, dogs were actually created in part by man.
Owner Tim Johnson was walking home, until he realised what was happening to his dog. Tim said “I had seen my dog get angry sometimes, but nothing like this.”
Have you ever wondered what your pets are thinking? Personally, I wonder all the time. I purposely mess with my dog to see how he reacts. Well, now you can at least get an idea of what they are thinking. The humorous short story, ¨A Conversation With My Dogs,¨ by Merrill Markoe is about a dog owner who is having a conversation with her dogs Bob and Stan about how they follow her around everywhere. The author is attempting to portray the thoughts of dogs when communicating with them. In this instance, the owner is confused about why they want to follow her everywhere. This short story is a high comedy that uses witty humor and situational irony to make the audience laugh while giving the lesson.
I knew from the first time I saw the little Pit Bull Terrier that we would be best friends for life. I had never had a dog before so I was uber excited. I named my new friend Dora, mainly because her older brother’s name was Diego, and made her life as great as I could. Dora was a very friendly dog; despite the stereotype Pit Bulls have been given. I did not agree with dog fighting at all. I wanted to make sure that my precious Dora would never have to worry about another dog trying to harm her. I did a very great job protecting Dora until one day at the Vet Clinic. Dora was called to be seen next. At the other end of the hallway was
Kristin found out that Bea was from a laboratory and decided to give her a loving home. In the first years of Bea’s life she was mute, pathologically fearful, and terrorized from the trauma she experienced for the laboratories. She even shook when someone approached her, and rolled over and urinated every time a man was around. When Kristin would take Bea to the vet she would shake uncontrollably with fear. This just goes to show how the trauma from these animal laboratories effects the animals. Luckily, from the love and care from Kristin Bea transformed into a healthy dog without fear of her new owners or veterinarians. This story shows that these animals need love, attention, and care that they are clearly not getting at the laboratories. (Williams, and
I have never considered that a book about a dog could be so appealing and full of deep thoughts. But I changed my viewpoint after reading the autobiographical novel “Marley & Me” written by John Grogan which depicts an astonishing story about the neurotic and loyal, clumsy and loving dog named Marley. In fact, as the author mentioned in some interviews, he intended to write the “dog story”, but soon after he realized that it was impossible to do so without including the family life [2]. That is why the title “Marley & Me” encapsulates the main topic of the book such as the relationship between a human and a pet. To start with let me introduce main characters: John, Jenny, and Marley.
Many people go through experiences every day. Whether it’s first day of school, or visiting a new state or even meeting your new family member. My experiences that I went through was getting my first dog, getting hired for my first job and also obtaining my driver’s licenses.
As princesses of the canine universe, Annie type dogs have a loving yet manipulative personality. An Annie dog assumes the role of queen bee. As leader of the pack, she keeps everybody in line. She dominates all of the other dogs, often by physical herding or malicious growl. Tough the tough façade she has created does not accurately represent her entire personality. There is a bit of a diva atop Annie dogs’ fur, especially when anger causes the hairs of her back to stand on end. But, she is not all diva. To other members of the canine breed, Annie types seem rough and tough, but whenever a familiar human is thrown into the dynamic, Annie dogs know how to suck up. Immediately, rolling over and showing off the pink exposed skin of the belly. They loose their rough edges and show off the sweet puppy that still remains beneath the growling front. Annie dogs become the epitome of loyal, loving pets. Being the lightest sleeper’s in the canine world, Annie types will awake at any noise, exemplifying how they protect familiar humans from creepy and questionable humans. They always come when called, even if it means leaving the hot trail of a chipmunk or bunny rabbit. Annie dogs fulfill the loyal and protective branches of man’s best friend’s quality list.
“It came to me that every time I lose a dog they take a piece of my heart with them, and every new dog who comes into my life gifts me with a piece of their heart. If I live long enough all of the components of my heart will be dog, and I will become as generous and loving as they are.” - Anonymous. Getting a dog comes with a lot of emotional responsibility. Not only is making sure the dog has food and water important, but once that dog comes home with you, it has already taken a spot in your heart. Throughout the years the dog will grow and grow learning to love you even more. Then, in the blink of an eye, the time comes and you have to say goodbye to your loving companion. It’s possible that you weren’t there when you first got your dog, I wasn’t there when my parents first got Murphy, but that doesn’t mean you love them any less and the pain of them leaving won’t just rip out your heart.
Armbruster, K. (2002). “Good Dog”: The stories we tell about our canine companions and what they mean for humans and other animals, 38 (4), 351, 26. Retrieved from http://www.siue.edu/PLL/
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.
It was like any other summer day for my ten-year-old self. With my pajamas on at three in the afternoon, watching DBZ re-runs on the couch with scissors by my side so I could cut off the tops of the Fla-Vor-Ice popsicles that I was munching on. The sun was beaming through the two window panes facing my TV, causing unbearable glare. Multitasking between listening to the DBZ episode, I ran into my kitchen, grabbed a roll of duct tape, a stool, and some blankets. I jumped on top of the stool, pinned the blanket to the top of the window sill, and started taping the blankets to the wall to prevent the glare. Finally, I could watch my show in peace, with no interruptions, no glare.
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