Chester The Wonder Dog-Personal Narrative

Chester the wonder dog

After the vet had left i sat there in silence i had lost one of my best friends someone who had shown me love throughout my life no matter what day it was and now he was just gone. It 's not like I didn 't see it coming he had been sick for weeks but still you can never truly prepare yourself enough for the loss. My dad and brother had been gone for my brothers birthday in alaska and so they had not seen him in his last days. All the energy had gone out of him and his tail never seemed to wag anymore. He could barely walk and he didn 't want to eat anything i knew his time was up because everything has to come to an end but i just wish chesters could have been longer, he was the best dog i have ever had. When I first

“We want a small, female, short haired dog” my mom told the vet politely. I sat in anticipation trying to picture what she would look like and what i would name her. My mind was racing and i could barely sit still.

“Ok i know he 's not what you described but i think he might be just right.” the vet said reassuringly as she brought out a big long haired male black lab. My parents were taken aback, it was the complete opposite dog that they had wanted and they didn 't know how to respond. That was until he ran over and started licking and jumping on them in excitement. Right then and there our family knew our new addition would be just right.

Chester instantly fit into our house. The wide open backyard was perfect for him to run and catch tennis balls in the hot of the summer while his bed in front of the fireplace kept him warm in the winters. He seemed to always be in a good mood and would do whatever he could to cheer you up if you were not. When first got him he was about 3 years old and so he was full of energy 24/7 that part of him never faded. The only way to tell chester wasn 't a young dog were a couple of gray hairs that grew under his chin. His strength did not last him though and his hips gave away. He had trouble running, jumping and near the end he couldn 't even walk anymore. My best friend throughout my life was in trouble and i know if it was me in that situation he would do anything he could to get me better. We did everything but nothing helped and he just got

Chesters legacy of compassion and loyalty was not lost when he died. In the last 5 months of Chester 's life he helped raise a young puppy named Dash. Dash was a wild energetic dog that we adopted from our neighbors who had three puppies. When I first went to meet them our family wasn 't looking for a dog but dashes pitch black hair and intelligent brown eyes reminded me of Chester when we first picked him up and we knew we had to bring him in. Dash was the kind of dog who would tear up anything he set his eyes on, that was until chester came in. Even though chesters strength was fading he still made sure to keep dash in line. He would wrestle dash every day even if he didn 't have enough energy to walk. Chester treated Dash like a father and Dash didn 't known how lucky he was. It was only 5 months after we got Dash that chester passed away. On their final day together they played one last time and Chester still acted as if he was in the prime of his youth. Dash had no idea that he would never see his best