Happily I walk into the pet store
Joyfully I gaze as the puppies play
Longingly I hope and pray to take a sweet, cuddly one home
Disappointingly I hear my Mom inform me that it is time to leave
Sadly I depart empty handed, heart broken
"My Great Dog"
My great dog saved me. I was crossing the street it was a very busy one.
I was going to my friends. I had my dog with, a car was coming. I didn't
hear and it was about to the other end and my dog barked where the car was coming
toward. Toward me.
My dog pushed me on the other side and I was safe but my dog got hit.
He was still breathing but he coulden't stand. I pushed him out of
the way so cars could go by. I ran to the house that was closest. They
helped me bring him to my house. Then my mom and dad brought him to the hospital. He
had a broken leg and he got hit on the head too. He had to stay there
for two dayes. I coulden't wait till he came home. The
two day were long and finaly we could go and get him.
I ran to his home. He looked ok.
We brought him home and he could walk but he was limping a little.
He got to sleep with me that night. He was doing alot better the next morning
and he could go on on short walkes and he was alot more hungery that night
he even played with his toy.
The next morning he acutule ran and he was alot better but he coulden't
run for along time he then walked. But he was better and we went to my friends
house with my mom and dad.
"An Extraordinary Dog"
This is a true story of a very extraordinary and unique dog that goes by the name of
"Platek", which is Polish for "Spot". He is my family's pet ever since he was three
weeks old in the animal shelter. The following paragraphs in this essay will pertain
to this unusual, out-of-the-ordinary dog.
When we first received him at the North Shore Animal League in Long Island, New York,
we knew he was the perfect dog for us. He was only three weeks old then, but he was
whimpering and barking at us. When my family took him home, he entertained us by
chasing our socks and shoelaces.
Very quickly Platek learned my native language, which is Polish. Every time we spoke
to him, he had his ears perked up, ready to listen. He knows phrases in English, but
I could tell he understands Polish better.
Sometimes when my father feeds Platek, he growls and mumbles, as if he is telling my
father something. He sounds like a grumpy old man, complaining about something!
long time ago, my father took him for a walk. By accident his collar pulled off, and
he ran away. My family was devastated but, fortunately, I was looking out the window.
Sure enough, Platek found his way home, by himself.
In conclusion, this is not a regular dog you would see everyday on the streets. Never
ever would my family sell this spectacular, unique dog!
My extraordinary dog is named Travis. Travis is a two year old pure bred collie with
brown eyes, a white and brown tail tipped with black, a brown body, and a brown head with
black tips on his ears. He could be a great show dog, but we don't want to show him.
The extraordinary thing about my dog is his sports ability.
In soccer it is hard to get the ball past him. He will go wherever you go if you have
the soccer ball. He will bark, distracting you, and then he will steal the ball from
you by swatting at the ball and knocking the ball out of between your legs. He would
be a great goalie because, as I said before, he will not let you get by him. If you
do, you must be a really good soccerball player.
In football he will also guard you so well that, since you are playing football, you
have to have somebody tackle him to get a touchdown. When you try to kick the football
you always have to hold him because he runs in front of you and blocks your kick, then
gets slammed in the head with the football. When you want to play a game you have to
lock him up, because if you say that he is on your team, as soon as you get the ball
he tries to steal it from you. You can even get trampled over by this dog!
Another sport he is good at is basketball. He isn't as good at guarding, but he can
guard so that it is still pretty hard to get by him. If you make him sit and then
say, "Your ball," and throw it at his chest, he will jump up and hit the ball.
Then it is fair because when the other team scores a goal, he will get the ball,
and that's the way you play. He will steal it from you by swatting at the ball.
Then he will catch up with the ball and jump on top of it so he will bounce the ball.
The only bad thing is that he can't shoot, so he always loses, but he's not a poor
So that's my dog, Travis. Maybe you can come and play a game of basketball, soccer or
football with him!
I have never seen a dog as ornery as mine. His name is Trouble
because it explains what he does best -- get in trouble. He has
been getting in trouble ever since he was a puppy.
Trouble chases cars, bikes, anything that moves. He stands in the yard, waiting
for a car to pass. Then he runs after it, barking all the way. After a short
distance, he stops and comes back. This gets him in trouble all the time. We
want him to stop because he is so small he could get run over. We are trying
to keep him in the house, but he keeps sneaking out when we open the door to
Whenever I am playing at wrestling with my parents and sister, Trouble will bite
at my opponent's feet. This isn't too bad until it's my feet he starts to bite!
One time we gave him a comfy bed to sleep in. This was a nice bed; it had sides
and a cushion. The first night he had it, he shredded it into piles of white
snowballs. We had to take it outside and dump the whole thing! He also destuffed
a squeaky bunny in just two or three weeks.
He may get in trouble a lot, but Trouble is still a sweet dog.
This is a story about my dog, Princess. Since I like to get a
from time to time, this is good. One day my dad let my dog in,
that her front paws were muddy. My dog came running in. And
then all of a
sudden she jumped up and her front paws landed on the top of my
mom wanted me to change my shirt, but I didn't want to, so I
didn't want to change my shirt because that was my first dog
shirt. And if you want to know what breed she is, she is a
Mix. That means she has a blue eye and a brown eye.
"He's Just a Nut"
When he first came home he was just a pup
from the very beginning he was a nut
He'd run in circles and bump his head
and always try to sleep in my bed
He'd find my shows and tear them up
but that's okay he's just a nut
We went swimming the other day
He jumped right in and started to play
His head went down and bobbed right up
But that's okay he's just a nut
He buries bones then digs them up
But that's okay because he's a nut
I take him for walks every day
out on the grass where he likes to play
other dogs come running up
They sniff each other in the you know what
But that's okay he's just a nut.
An extraordinary dog that I know of is named Veale. Veale is a
three and a half year-old Golden Retriever. He is a Canine Companions
for Independence. (CCI) CCI dogs are trained to help the disabled, at
home or in public. Veale lives with Gregg McGowen. Gregg has been
in a wheelchair since he was twenty-one. Veale has been trained to
do things for Gregg that are difficult to do from a wheelchair,
little things in every day life that we take for granted. Things
like, pulling Gregg's wheelchair, turning on and off the lights,
and most importantly, being a constant friend to Gregg. Veale
is a very special dog. He provides Gregg with happiness, loyalty,