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~ The Paw Print In My Heart ~
My story begins on a calm winter morning, where the sun shone and shimmery snowflakes blanketed the trees. Excitement filled the air in my home, and everyone in my family was smiling – especially me. Anticipation and enthusiasm made me toss and turn all night, but the sun had finally risen and it was morning. It was the day I had been waiting so long for; the day where my life would become complete!
By Avery Durand4 years ago in Petlife
Without a Doubt
My love for animals began as a little girl. I grew up on 40 acres of fields and woods. I had a special place in the field I would escape to where there was wide trench in the field with a crab apple tree at it's edge. I would go there and sit in the crab apple tree and envision all the animals of the forest coming out and rejoicing with me and just enjoy the presence of each unique creature. It filled my heart with joy as well as theirs. I would beg my father for a horse, but he would sternly shoot that notion down telling me to get that idea out of my head. My father grew up on a farm and had to take care of the livestock, so as an adult, he wanted no part of it. He would only allow for domesticated animals. We had a dog, a couple cats, a few rabbits, and a couple of hamsters. I had a few dogs in my days and they all have a very special place in my heart. My volunteer efforts have always been with dog rescues and horses. Each dog was so special in their own unique way.
By Brandie Ramsdell4 years ago in Petlife
Rocky!
I got my dog. I got my little angel from a shelter in the month of February in 2017. His original name was Little Dude. There he was a small white and black little dog. He was looking all scared and meek and mild. I thought to myself, he will be a calm mannered dog, oh boy was I wrong. Wrong for all the right reasons though, because what he has inside of him, helped me come back to life. I have a dear friend who told me once that dog is spelled God backwards. That has always stuck with me, and I believe that God put me and my dog together for a reason. I named him Rocky! Rocky, because I love the Rocky movie series and have always found them inspirational! An underdog from the streets of Philly shocks the world with his grit and determination. Although I found Rocky in Denver, Colorado, and not in Philly, his heart is a fighting one. I say that he saved my life. He brought me back from a place where I was in deep despair and gave me new hope. I had never had any being love me as unconditionally as this little dog does. Rocky, because I love how Sylvester Stallone yells out “Adrian!!” at the end of his Rocky movies, and because I am an Adrienne as well! Since, I didn’t have a real life flesh and blood male human of a Rocky in my life, I thought that having a dog bark at me like he is yelling “Adrienne, yo, Adrienne, I did it!!” would be the next best thing! To this day, he has never let me down! Oh, yes, we have had our adventures, both good and bad. Scary ones too! Like when he kept eating things he shouldn’t have and we have spent hours in emergency rooms together. Also like when he got so jealous of other dogs, who I gave my attention to during my pet sitting days, and got his ear bit and I had to take him to the emergency room to get his ear stitched up! He got his ear bit because he snapped ferociously one too many times at a sweet boy dog named Jack, who after he millionth time of rocky being a little brat had had enough! I can’t say I blamed Jack! Boy was that scary for both of us! Now he has an ear with a tear in it and I think it gives him a bit of character! He is still the cutest pup in the whole world to me!
By Adrienne Elizabeth4 years ago in Petlife
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All my life I had begged for a dog. My parents (perhaps wisely) knowing all the extra work it would introduce into our lives, gently refused my requests for a very long time. Add to that some family struggles and a turbulent time in puberty, and thoughts of a dog were largely forgotten during my teenage years.
By Bethy Parr4 years ago in Petlife
Dogged Determination
While I was in the hospital delivering my bundle of joy, my canine bundle of joy was at camp contracting the latest strain of influenza. I found the manner in which the staff at his former camp handled this to be less than professional and courteous and decided to shop around for a new camp for my dear Dodger.
By Jennifer Boucher4 years ago in Petlife
A Sibling Bond
My dog has always treated me like a sister. Not his mom, not his “master”, not even his friend, but simply sister. I fall and he walks past unbothered just like my brother would’ve done. He knows he can break the rules with me because I won’t tell, only siblings are like that. No snitching.
By Dany Elizarraras4 years ago in Petlife
