My Pet Dog
I have a pet dog named Rocky.It belongs to the Dobermann Pinscher breed. It is black in colour with a shade of golden fur on its neck and chest.It was only 1 month old when Dad brought it home.The first time I saw it , I was just thrilled with joy.It looked like a soft black ball and was so cute.The bonding that developed there has since then,continued unbroken.
Slowly but steadily ,Rocky grew in confidence and came to be a part of our family.It plays with me and accompanies me in my morning walks.The very sight of it's bright eyes and wagging tail brightens up my day.Despite being playful and friendly , it is very obedient and takes my instructions without any complaints.I have taught it certain things and he has proved to be a quick learner.Also it is a very fierce customer when it comes to guarding the house.The sight of a stranger at night brings out the soldier in Rocky and he starts barking ferociously, to scare him away.
Rocky is allowed entry into our home, but it never jumps on the sofa, or destroy anything.It was wonderful toilet habits and loves to be bathed and groomed regularly.He normally eats vegetarian food but also loves fish. Once a week, I feed him meat.He also relishes bread , biscuits and cakes.He loves playing with the ball and the both of us spend a lot of time during the vacations, playing with my bat and ball.
Rocky's presence adds meaning to my life.It has not only given me a friend to be cared by and to care for, but also has made me a more responsible and mature individual.But I know that a dog's life span is very short, so very soon it would have to leave me .Yet I keep praying to God to let it be with me forever.
Example Expressive Essay on My First Dog
The object that I have felt the most affection for ever in my life was my first dog. I still remember the day when my dad bought me a puppy Chihuahua for my birthday. It was instant love the very moment I looked into his watery eyes. My father warned me that this was a big responsibility for me and that I should be very careful if I was to keep this dog. He told me that I would need to work very hard at keeping this dog as it was a living being and it would need a lot of my attention. From that day on, I focused all my energies on my little dog that I named Chuchu. It became my best friend and I grew extremely attached to it.
Being with Chuchu taught me many things about life and emotions. Before having this dog, I never had any feelings of responsibility. I always thought that my actions would never be able to affect anyone on such a large magnitude. As I got more attached to it, I started realizing many things about myself and my feelings that I had never experienced before. I started to worry about my dog. I would start feeling very anxious if he ever remained out of my sight for long and I could not find it. I also started keeping a strict check on him in order to feed him at the proper time and to take him to the vet and pet store for his medication and grooming.
The biggest blow that came to me was when my Chuchu finally passed away and went to 'dog heaven.' It was a very sad day for me, even though we had all been predicting his death due to old age. Chuchu has been the best thing that ever happened to me and his presence (and absence after his death thereof) has given me a completely new perspective on life. I have now begun to see how temporary our lives are on this world and how all of us are simply passing through this life towards our ultimate destination.