It was a fairly cold day. It was slightly
foggy. If you looked out the window you could see quite far until everything
became white. Any ways you wouldn’t want to look out, all there was, was sand.
Then, there was a gigantic building.
You would walk inside and it was colorful,
radiant, cheerful building. There was grass and dogs and one door, the cages.
Each cage filled with dogs massive, miniature, skinny a different dog in a
slightly rusted cage. In each cage a food bowl a water bowl and 3 to 4
toys.
My dad was walking, but I was scampering
quite fast. Then it hit me a rope I picked it up and gave it back to the dog.
Before I could throw it he grabbed it. I shot up my hand he licked it. I petted
him and at that second my father and the guide came.
I asked, “What is his name.” Then I saw the
card on top of his cage said Eric. Then I asked “are you going to put him “to
sleep”.”
“Yes”, the guide answered like he was going
to cry.
So I shrieked as if I saw a mouse “I want
him”
I waited two weeks for “Eric” and it was so
pleasurable the day we got him. I was so blissful and merry that magnificent
day. When we got there, there was a lot of paperwork I just sat in a chair and
almost had a catnap. Then it happened the secretary left and when she came back
Eric was with her.
My dad asked “do you want to rename him.”
“Definitely”, I said in a snap. Then there
was a silence. “Jake Black, since he’s a black dog and we saw a movie about
Jack Black, so Jake Black.” Finally we took him home. We had a tiny car so we
let Jake sit on us. His fur was like silk and on his chest he had a white spot
like lightning. I had and incredibly good valuable time.
When we got home we
gave him something to munch on and he devoured the treat. Then we gave him a
lamb. We put it down on the ground. He started moving forward but, instead of
devouring it like my sisters dog he picked it up by the ear. He walked around
as if it was a kid. We put down other toys. He held the lamb and walked right
to me. He jumped on me. It felt like an enormous mountain crashing on to me.
With on lick my whole face was wet and he dropped the lamb on my face. Then
with two teeth he picked up his lamb and lied his mammoth sized body on me.
It
turned out he wasn’t a year old he was a few months old which was why he
couldn’t walk well, so he waddled around a lot. I played with him for about an
hour then I watched some television. I sat down on the couch and he darted at
me and jumped higher that the couch and landed on me. He reached down picked up
his lamb. Then Jake, his lamb and I watched television together.
A few days later I took both dogs outside I
had a Frisbee and a ball. I threw the Frisbee and Maggie my sister’s dog flew
through the air jumped in to a wall caught the ball and came trotting back.
Then it was Jake’s turn, I threw the ball and Jake sat there but Maggie ran
jumped through a swing and caught Jake’s ball. Jake sat there and looked at me
confused. That night Jake sat down on my face and rested his body on all the
pillows and at that point I knew he was too young to know how to walk, to catch
a ball and too young to know that when I push him down to my feet he shouldn’t
climb back on my face.
I was having a magnificent time with both
dogs. I threw the ball and it was about to go over the fence but Maggie ran and
jumped into the wall and came limping back.
I opened the screen door and yelled “MOM!!!”
She came and helped Maggie up the steps, I petted Maggie.
Jake walked inside this time it wasn’t at me.
He ran at Maggie leaped at her and scratched her across the face. He just kept
jumping at her. Later we went to the vet and it turned out that Jake was a one
dog family so he really hated Maggie. This happened a lot. Then one day I came
home from school and he wasn’t there. He attacked Maggie so much so we had to
give him away. Now I still don’t forget the best dog I ever met. (To bad the
farmer that bought Jake didn’t tell us where he lives.) Still these are some of
the best days of my life, and it all happened because of my dog.
