English 108: Advanced Composition
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Oh, for the love of doggies
So, we've already established that I'm probably not sane, so I might as well just say it. Yes, I would rather have a bunch of dogs around my house than a person. I love animals, and I love big doggies, the playful ones that just brighten up your day. I love coming home to a dog wagging his/her tail that I'm home. I love playing with dogs, they're so much fun. I grew up around dogs, especially one; Hailey. She was my best friend in the whole entire world over any human being friend I could ever have had. I spoiled Hailey so much. Actually, she was spoilt by the entire family, but I paid the most attention to her. I used to stay awake waiting for it to snow, and the second it started snowing, Hailey and I would go outside to play in the snow. Whenever my aunt and uncle yelled at Sindhu or me, Hailey used to bark at them, and then they wouldn't know how to react, so they'd start laughing because how could it not be funny? When she was a puppy, I used to read books to her all the time and she would fall asleep on my lap. She was a medium-sized dog, not the smallest puppy, but an extremely sharp and intelligent dog. She was part German Shephard and part Husky, with a little bit of terrior in her. We saved her from the pound when she was about three months old. She was the only one I really ever talked to in the house. My aunt and uncle travelled a lot, and so most of the time, it was just Hailey and me around the house. She used to wait by the window to watch the schoolbus come when I was younger, and then eventually in front of the garage door. She knew exactly what time I came home, and it's the best greeting anyone could ever get. My cousin and I used to sleep downstairs in the living room during the summers, and Hailey would shove her way onto the sleeping bag, or if I slept in my bed, Hailey was always right next to my bed, eventually taking the blanket I had covered over me, and I'd wake up and who had my blanket and pillow? Hailey. There was this one couch that she loved the most. If anyone ever sat on it, she'd come join the person, and then slowly push him/her off. You wouldn't actually realize she was pushing you off until you ended up on the floor. I miss my Hailey-baby. We had her for eleven years, so many good times. She passed away while I was here at school, so I never got to say bye. It seems so empty without there being a dog in my life right now. For as long as I can remember, there's always been a dog around our house. Spring break will be so weird - no dog around the house, it'll be dead silent. I don't know if I can handle that. I know my aunt's not going to get a dog any time soon, she's not a big fan of the waking up at odd times of the night to take them out. I woke up for Hailey every hour and a half or two for about two years when she started needing to use the loo a lot more. I'll always miss Hailey.
I wonder if I could push my roommate out of the room and keep a doggie in here instead. I really really need a dog. There's nothing like the love of a canine.
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I know what you mean
I sorry to hear about your dog. I know how you must feel. I really miss my dog. Actually I miss my dog more than any person from back home. My dog isn't the smartest dog, and she's scared of nearly everything (she has been frightened by everything, from me wearing a weird hat to a plastic bag blowing in the wind) but she's a great friend. She's the only thing that like to wrestle and roughhouse with me. She loves going out and hiking in the mud and the snow and the rain. And very few things are as comforting as a dog laying down next to you setting her head on your leg and falling asleep.