It was 4:30 a.m. and Rebecca’s eyes opened and suddenly she discovered that she was wide-awake. Before she even realized it, her feet hit the floor and she began preparing for the day ahead. Rebecca’s mind was racing with excitement, well ahead of the task of feeding her furry companion Maximillian, whom she had picked up at the local animal shelter two years back. She could not recall what life was like before Max came into her life. Rebecca rarely shortened his name because, although Max rose from humble beginnings, it would not have been evident to anyone that had ever observed his dietary requirements, the plush four-legged amenities he enjoyed, or the way he took pleasure in relaxing within the cozy, yet well-appointed apartment he …show more content…
The morning was crisp and clear and for the most part quiet, all but for the distant sounds of the nearby city that was just starting to awake from its slumber. The houses were colorfully painted in untold layers, the last few, having been approved by the local historical society. Michael thought to himself that the paint, was in large part responsible for holding a few of the houses together. As He walked, Michael paid little attention to the colorful, crisp fall leaves under his feet nor the festive decorations adorning the lawns, porches and stoops in the neighborhood. Instead, what Michael noticed was the clutter! Political yard signs dotted manicured lawns, and there were more signs than one cared to count in the four-way intersections and roadway medians. Michael hated it, nothing good ever came of change and this year one thing was certain, there would be considerable change regardless of who won the right to occupy the oval office. With a heavy sigh and a release of warm air into the morning air, Michael looked at his watch and picked up his pace, it was his week to drive in the carpool and he couldn’t be
As a child you do many things that are horrible but you do them because you either do not care or do not know the consequences to their actions. Percy was a teen who lived in Bend, Oregon and he was happy to live there. He started to see people from California, Seattle, and Portland come to his town which he felt they were invading his territory. Percy and his friends would do many bad things to the rich people because they hated them and wanted them out. Bend was a place where there was a lot of empty land usually grass field. “ When I go back to Bend now, I don't recognize it. I get lost driving around. There are roads where there were none before. There are roundabouts where there were once intersections. Acres of sagebrush have given way to big box stores”. Percy left Oregon for a long time, but when he came back he saw something he had never expected to occur. As he drove around Percy got lost because this was a new...
I had never known T. Ray to worship anyone except Snout, the dog love of his life, but seeing him now, I knew he'd loved Deborah Fontanel, and when she'd left him, he'd sunk into bitterness.” Lily had finally understood why T-ray was always so mean and cruel to her after all that time.
As a young girl, I was never fond of the name Anna. The name came along with too much baggage.. Unknowingly, people would constantly call me the wrong name, and some people, disregarding my opinion, even created strange nicknames for me. Over the years, I have been called a variety of names including Annie, Ann, Anna, Annabelle, Anne Frank, banana, banana boat, etc. Frankly, there are just too many variations of the name “Anna”. Being an extremely common name, almost everywhere I go, whether it be school or the grocery store, I always seem to find another “Anna”. Although nameberry.com tells me that “Anna” means grace, it actually means unique, intelligent, and affectionate.
...om her mother and transported to a pet store where she was locked in a cage until she was purchased by my friend Hailey. I want you to think about her excitement to have a home and Hailey’s excitement to have a new pet to love. Now I want you to think about Hailey receiving the devastating news that her puppy had to be euthanized and Daisy’s fear as she was taken from her owner’s hands and put to death.
cold, harsh, wintry days, when my brothers and sister and I trudged home from school burdened down by the silence and frigidity of our long trek from the main road, down the hill to our shabby-looking house. More rundown than any of our classmates’ houses. In winter my mother’s riotous flowers would be absent, and the shack stood revealed for what it was. A gray, decaying...
The word “puppy” is most commonly thought of as a happy and joyful companion. This is exactly what is thought when reading the title of a story by George Sanders called “Puppy”, but in this case, the story is not all happy and joyful. The main characters of this story are Marie and Callie. To learn more about these characters this essay will be discussing the character and the ways they show similarities and differences between each other and both of their families. Through further discussion, perhaps it can be determined how the symbolism of the puppy as it relates to a member of Callie’s family.
Marie’s grandparent’s had an old farm house, which was one of many homes in which she lived, that she remembers most. The house was huge, she learned to walk, climb stairs, and find hiding places in it. The house had a wide wrap around porch with several wide sets of stairs both in front and in back. She remembers sitting on the steps and playing with one of the cats, with which there was a lot of cats living on the farm...
Not because I was working, watching movies or reading a good book. Not because I was up working on the mountain size pile of laundry sitting in the corner of my room that calls my name.
Miss Brill is without any relatives or close friends. She has no acquaintances to converse with. Therefore, she treats her fur as if it were a pet. Her fur is a “dear little thing” (98) with eyes and a tail. She sometimes feels like “stroking” it (98).
A theme evident in this book is confusion going around the White House as a result
In a small suburb, just outside of Washington, DC, the neighborhood of small tract houses was laid out neatly in rows. The homes were built backyard to backyard in the early 1960’s. Each dwelling was a different color, but mostly the same style. Nearly everyone had a metal screen door with their initial proudly displayed in swirling cursive. The postage stamp sized front...
John and Jenny, newlywed couple began their family life in the little house in South Florida. Both had full time job in the local newspaper. One morning Jenny decided to get a dog to work on her parenting skills. They ended up bringing home the male puppy of Labrador retriever that seemed to be smitten with the couple with the first sight. The name “Marley” came out accidently, while Jenny was listening to a song from Bob Marley, and both Jenny and John shouted in unison that’s the dog’s name. Within weeks Marley grew tremendously. His active uncontrollable behavior affected the whole house. As a new boarder, Marley changed the family routine as well. Now John and Jenny had to walk the dog twice a day and come back on lunch break to feed him. Young Marley was so hyperactive and so excitable that the couple didn’t even realize that it was a symptom of the behavioral condition called attention deficit hyperactive disorder. Despite his behavior, the dog was serving an important role in the family. My observation the story through the book of growing up ...
There once was a house on a hill. In this house lived a very poverty-stricken creature, she did not have anything but their humble home and little food. This animal was quite typical however in the lowly village, so normal that almost no one knew she existed, see she was a sheepdog, there were tons of them running around so no one gave her a second glance. So this particular canine’s story starts when one sad day right after the ancient and fair king, Gorvenal passed away. The royal guard had been chosen to solve a puzzling venture, for they did not know who would be their new king.
When Willy and Linda purchased their home in Brooklyn, it seemed far removed from the city. Willy was young and strong and he believed he had a future full of success. He and his sons cut the tree limbs that threatened his home and put up a hammock that he would enjoy with his children. The green fields filled his home with wonderful aromas. Over the years, while Willy was struggling to pay for his home, the city grew and eventually surrounded the house.
Not too long ago, Ms. Morris’s beloved dog, Hattie, had 5 puppies. Everyone in town thought the puppies were boring and ugly. Their eyes were closed, made a little movement, and didn’t make any noise. Nobody thought the dogs were cute, and nobody wanted them.