...Earlier in the week I worked out a simple pattern for dog sweaters because even though it is starting to warm up here, occasionally it is still too cold for the Brooni and I wanted her to have some new sweaters. As with most things, I didn’t want to pay much for them! LOL. I made two right off the bat with some old sweaters that I had lying around and she loved them. I was online poking around the eco-friendly sites and I came across Green is Universal. A green initiative run by the Universal Entertainment Company. As I read their Facebook wall, I saw that they were having a contest called The Art of ReUse in partnership with Etsy! The deadline for entries was midnight on the 8th, so I spent the next two days fine-tuning my project, getting good photos of it and constructing it. I entered the 20-Minute Dog Sweater under the pets category on Friday night just in time for the cut off! Basically...
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...sleep, and fight. The dogs looked all banged up and their buckets were filled with black water and they had no food. I sawhad seen one of the pit bulls lying dead by the dog house. The house that owned the property looked abandoned, but sadly it was owned by some gang members that wear all purple and only come out at in the nights. Some nights they would fight their dogs in a valley behind the butcher shop thatI i go to every Ssaturday afternoon. Dog fighting is a horrible blood sport...
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...Another family had already claimed her for a while now. Meanwhile, my family and I were devastated. We had been trying to adopt a dog for probably the whole summer and we just didn’t need another rejection right now. It was the last week of summer, before school started when my sister Lauren, Mom, and I heard my mom's phone ring . I heard that same ring tone that plays everytime when my mom gets a call. She finally answered it. I was trying not to eavesdrop, but I could tell that it was about Stella. I got a pit in my stomach waiting for my mom to get off the phone to tell Lauren and I what it was about. As soon as my mom got off the phone, she yelled, “Stella is ours!!!” We found out that the other family that wanted her decided...
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...I was 8, 9, or 10 when it happened. My unforgettable experience happened. It made me into the man I am today. I wasn’t a regular kid. I had always gotten into fights, I goofed around all the time. But that’s not what i’m going to talk about. I’m going to talk about my first dog I’ve had. Flash. It was a great day for me that day. I was in 4th grade, Marguerite Vann elementary school. I was playing soccer like every other day. Our team won as usual. Mostly because I was goalie and they couldn’t get passed me. I had good grades, I had good friends, life was good. So, I came home just like every other day. Bringing in a smile and a heart shaped rock for my mom. When suddenly I saw my dad was here. My mom and dad are divorced so I didn’t know why he was there. I noticed that they had very long faces. Then they gave me the news....
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...Like most people with animals, my dog, Mila, is a huge part of my life. I have had her since she was six months old, and since the moment I met her, I knew she would hold a special piece of my heart. Also, like most people with a significant other, my husband is also a large part of my life. We have been together for almost four years. Now, while both of them make me very happy, they can also drive me a little crazy from time to time. Mila, who used to be great with other animals, has developed an aggression towards other dogs since we moved to Jacksonville in June, 2016. I believe it is due to the fact that instead of having a backyard, she is taken outside on a leash. That brings me to why, Devan, my husband, is driving me crazy. He takes...
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...I was walking my dog Chip, when I noticed that he was sniffing dirt that was dug up then placed back. Chip started digging throwing up dirt everywhere. “What are you doing Chip you are getting dirt everywhere,” I yelled wanting Chip to stop. When he did I noticed that he had a bone in his mouth. “Really all that for a bone,” I stated all covered in dirt. When I began to take a closer look at the bone and realized that it was a human bone. I kept digging where Chip had dug and ended up digging up a whole skeleton along with some dog bones. Mortified I first quickly used my knowledge from an article I had read called “Identifying The Victim” that bones can show neglect, or abuse. Both the human and dog bones had cut marks all over them, which lead me to believe that this person along with their dog had been stabbed to death then buried. The second step I took was to look at the pelvis. After doing so...
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...Ever since I can remember I’ve been asking my parents for a dog. Every christmas, every birthday, every chance I had, I would ask. The answer was invariably a no. Since I was a little girl, I dreamed about getting a dog: what breed, what I would name it and how I would spend my time with my new best friend. I tried everything from researching prices, looking at different shelters and showing my parents that I could be responsible for someone other than myself. It got to the point to where I had given up on asking and had to accept the fact that I wouldn’t be getting a dog. Although I had given up on asking, my younger brother hadn’t. He started asking consistently for about a year and he didn’t give up. Every time I would hear him asking, I would remind him that my mom would never agree to a dog, but...
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...Tyler and I had talked about getting a dog for a while, so we talked and talked about it. We knew just how much of a responsibility this was going to be and we were not sure if it was a good idea. Tyler was going to be leaving for college soon. There were so many negative factors that discouraged us from getting a dog. Where was he going to stay? What would we do when Tyler left for college? These questions needed to be answered and fast, because we were running out of time. Also, we were going to have to get permission from our parents first since it would be living under their roof. We finally got permission from both of our parents after lots of arguing. This was not an easy task to get my mom to agree to this. She was not an animal person because of the cat that already had destroyed our house. He and I contemplated and argued about what type of dog we would get, then finally we came to a decision. We were going to get a wiener dog! We searched for days to find a breeder that had wiener dog puppies. Finally, we came across a breeder whose name was Clarks House of Wieners. Tyler loved the name of this place, of course, so he was determined to get a puppy from this breeder....
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...Can you imagine waking up being a dog? When I woke up this morning, I was in the street along with three dogs around me, there were pieces of glass smashed everywhere. When I saw myself in the shattered pieces of glass, I was mesmerized to see myself as a dog and how my life was being a dog. I couldn’t believe myself, but when I was walking on the street I saw traffic lights that were purple, green and white but, I knew that the traffic light should be green, red, and yellow. Then I had this sense of smell that smelled like blood, it was coming from the corner of the street. I followed the sense as I got closer to the blood it smelled more blood. As I got there I saw a person lying on the floor I was certain that the blood was coming from that person I scream for help, but I could hear myself barking not screaming. However, I saw lots of people walking on the sidewalk, I ran there and I ask people to come with me there is a dead person. But when I realized I was barking. Later on I saw men walking with his dog I told him everything he then started barking with me, I ran, the men dog started following me. When I look back I saw the man running behind us. Soon as we get there the men was scarred so he called the police,...
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...Beneath my couch lies a villain with cute little claws ready to rip at my socks and feet. There’s an obvious reasons why dogs are consider man's best friend instead of finicky felines, and it’s because cats are dicks. In all actuality, the main reasons are dogs care and listen. Though I’ve only been around for 20 years, I’ve never meet a dog that didn’t at least know its name, yet countless number of cats don’t even look when its name is spoken. Somehow people still think cats are smarter than dogs. In spite of knowing this, I’m a frequently annoyed, yet somehow still proud cat owner. My mom and I put up so much crap with Roxas. I’m surprised I’m still a cat owner. If he isn’t chewing on things he isn’t supposed to, he’s waiting to strike within the couch when someone sits down. Not to mention, he leaves a piece of him, in the form of fur, everywhere he goes. Though he doesn’t have control of that last pet peeve. For someone like me, who’s a child at heart, there’s nothing worse then waking up only to find out my self proclaimed cuddle buddy decided to have my beloved DS charger for a midnight snack. I had planned my...
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...“Dad please can I get a dog,” I asked, before I went to school. “I’ll feed the dog, walk the dog, and besides we'll have so much time.” Every Friday, before I go to school I would ask if we could get a dog, but my Dad always says, “No, Emily how many times have I told you.” I really hope that one day my Dad will get me a dog, I thought. I had to go to school, Elmore High. As I said my goodbyes, I thought, Maybe I should stop asking, I don’t think my Dad will get me a dog, anyway. I has tall, thin, had brown hair, brown eyes. I hopped on the bus, and as I was looking for Izzy, my best friend, she was tall, thin, had blue eyes, and red hair. I heard a loud voice saying, “Emily, I am over here.” When we got off the bus we had to rush to lacrosse practice, because we were late. I was the captain on my lacrosse team, the Sharks....
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...The time I got my dog This is the story about the time I got my dog. She is 9 years old right now but remember the day we got her like it was yesterday! I was 2 when me and my mom drove past that sign on oneida st. Once we saw that sign we turned into the driveway that it pointed to. We got out of the car and walked up to the nice lady waiting by the tall (it was only 3 feet tall) chain link fence. Her name was Tara. She told us the breed (Lab-Pitbull mix) and that it was never on the vet charts. Tara said that she had a few puppies left. Me and my mom were fine with it. Me and my mom saw her. . . A little yellow ball in the corner staring at us with a smile and her tail wagging. I’m sure that my mom questioned “ Can we go...
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...The first time i got bit by a dog i was at my aunt punks house celebrating christmas. With my mom, my brother Connor, my sister Ari and my dad with a bunch of aunts and uncles. The First thing we did when we got there is chase the cats. Then we went and chased the dogs because the cat went up stairs and we weren't allowed upstairs. So i got bored and started wrestling with my brother. My mom got sick of the noise in about four minutes and told us to grab our ipads. Me and my brother connor got bored in ten minutes. So we started to pretend we were cats on our ants giant cat tower. It was a lot of fun. After that we ate super. I don’t like salads so I ate fruit the whole time. After That the cats came back out and we chased theme some more. Then for a good ten to fifteen minute chase. The cats finally got away and hid....
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...It was a normal middle school day for me and Jake. The bell rang and we all packed up to go to lunch. As everyone walks into the cafeteria me and Jake walk to the soccer field. Our lunches are made ourselves so we just go to the soccer field where no one will bother us. Whenever we play our games in the lunchroom people walk by calling us nerds. I slipped on something in the grass, it turned out to be a phone that was glowing. On the screen it read “Enter Command” so I entered “Give me a pizza.” Out of nowhere a pizza box appeared. “Do you understand what this mean Cloud?” Jake asked with excitement in his voice “We can make dogs talk?” “No we can solve so many problems and do stuff for the world.” “Or we can make dogs talk.” We then...
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...The time I got my first dog was when my sisters and I were getting ready for school and we happened to find that dog walking around the neighborhood. I felt miserable that I had to leave the dog and go to school. After school, I drove home and as I pulled up to my house I realized that the dog was sit right in front of our door. I cognition that this dog would be the reason for us to bring the family closer together. So my sisters and I begged and complained to our mom to let us keep the dog if we could not find his owner. Mother agreed to our terms but father was………. Father warned us that taking care of a dog was a big responsibility and that we could keep him only if he stays in the garage. He also advised us that if we didn’t take of him,...
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