Personal Narrative: Cotton

Suddenly, we heard a noise coming from the bottom of dad’s car. My family and I had just gotten back from a road trip. “What is that”? I wondered. My dad walked over to the car and peered under.

P is for Poncho We got our oldest dog Poncho a really long time ago. We went to someone’s house that breeds Chihuahuas. There was so many dogs to pick. We saw a small one hiding under a desk. He was very nice and calm.

Over a decade ago in the year of 2007, my family and I adopted our first family dog. Now trace back fifteen years to 2003; my mom loved dogs and wanted to adopt one, but the timing just wasn’t right. In fact, ever since she was a young girl the idea of having a furry canine companion attracted her, but her parents did not allow such a thing due to severe allergies in their family. It was not the right time. My mom was so passionate about dogs that her dream was to become a dog trainer, but her dad (my grandfather) ridiculed her and remarked that she could not make a living as a dog trainer.

Lonely Characters in Of Mice And Men Imagine a world where people didn’t really care what one said to another, and neither cared enough to ask each other questions. A place where everyone existed in silence, but were together at the same time. As portrayed in the novel, Of Mice And Men by John Steinbeck, in which Steinbeck’s idea of loneliness is isolation in silences. The author teaches the reader that friendship is mostly about conversation, and magnifies the effects of isolation through the eyes of Crooks, Curley’s wife and Candy.

When I out grew my Shetland pony, my mother and I decided it was time to start looking for a horse for me to continue my riding career on. We had no idea at that time, that horse would be a starving, broke to only the basics, and a recent failure of a pre-purchase veterinarian exam, due to an injury to his fetlock. When we went to meet Hank, who was eventually renamed to Juble, I knew immediately that he was the horse for me, my mom wasn’t as convinced. Much like myself, my mom has a huge heart for animals, especially the ones in harmful environments, which means after minimal begging, she agreed to purchase Juble. This began the long process of helping him put on more weight, helping his swollen fetlock heal, and gaining his trust.

When I woke up one warm morning, I got up and let my hazel colored dog, Bodee outside as I usually do. When I let him inside I always give him a treat. I walked to the treat jar with Bodee following me, drooling for his treat. When I grabbed a treat, he instantly sat down anticipating the moment I throw the treat.

Have you ever lost something of high sentimental value that you may never get back? You can start from scraps to rebuild it but it will never be the same… Losing my first dog due to medical problems was very heartbreaking, and I would like to share how I was feeling with you. On my first birthday, my twin and I received a puppy as a gift.

“Walk down the aisle, Cry out all your tears. Let the sight confirm your biggest fears. Get on the trailer. Say goodbye. Don’t even try not to cry.

Now, I 've had my fair share of pets. Everyone 's been there, from that carnival goldfish you won, to the only pet your parents let you have, Rocky your pet rock. Let 's just say I 've had many small animals over the years and I 'd like to share my stories.

“Why can’t we get into our freaking offense!?” This is all I really remember from Coach McKendrick at halftime last year against Niles North in what was a tough night for our basketball team. Prior to this, we beat New Trier at home and then went on the road and beat the pre-season unanimous vote to win conference, Highland Park, in our first conference game. Before the New Trier game, our game plan was simple: we were smaller, but faster, so we were going to run the court and make this is a fast pace game. We executed our gameplan, and we won.

One day on May 2nd 1920, I Matt winiker went on a boat ride to unmarked territory with my two brothers. The last thing I remember is that on June 1st my boat crashed somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean. Now I am stranded on this damp, wet, muddy, island looking for my brothers. All I have now is a machete and a flare gun.