My dog recently had puppies and I am so excited that this blog gave me an excuse to talk about them. Grizzly, my dog gave birth to eight healthy puppies. There are four black and four brown, five of them being girls and three boys . My mom told me that I couldn't keep any of them but I just want one so bad. I go out into our storage room five billion times a day to see them. Right now they are about three weeks old and are barking and growling. I have never seen such fat and plump puppies in my life. When the day comes where I have to get ride of them I am going to be very upset. These puppies give me motivation to get through the day. I will possibly continue a career where I could work with animals. My whole life could be based on these eight puppies.

Mistreated Cat

The cat in this picture has had a hard life. He left his family to live with the racoons because he was mistreated at his old home. After finding the racoons his life has gotten better slowly but steadily. A family of humans saw the cat trailing along with these strange racoons so they immediately snapped a picture.

The Day the Cowboy Messed Up

"Those filthy cowboys, I'll show them," I thought to myself. I was tired of being whipped and treated like an object. I walked up to the fence it and got ready to buck it down. After yesterday's incident I have had it with being here in this camp. It was a beautiful sunny day out in the field, and I was galloping like a horse does when my slimy owner messed up a great deal. He climbed onto the saddle on me and just ranted about his wife and how he thought she wasn't doing her job as a "woman." He said that she wasn't in the kitchen enough cooking his meals for him and he was too busy spoiling me. This set me off as I thought "Does he think I'm stupid and can't hear, or what?" Now being a girl horse myself I thought it was my duty to teach em' a lesson on being sexist, especially considering that stupid cowboy's wife was my friend and cared very much for me. I went to the fence and broke it down to pieces.

An Unbreakable Bond

The sun gleamed off the murky water. A slight breeze blew my hair softly. The leaves in the trees around us rattled slightly as the wind blew. I could feel the soft grass beneath me. I never spent much time with my dad because he was always working, but on this beautiful summer day he promised me that he would teach me how to fish. After dropping my fishing pole in the water a couple times I finally got the hang of it. We heard quiet steps behind us and when we slowly turned around a golden-colored deer was grazing the grass right behind us. My dad handed me some corn and I held it out to the animal. After a little while I could feel the deer's wet tongue slurping up the food. I was so excited that this wonderful animal actually got this close to me. I looked around completely content with the stunning nature, the soft stir of the water and the bond that grew between me and my dad. I knew I would never forget this moment.

The 5 Senses

Sight-I think that the colors and scenery of the beautiful and wonderful nature.
Touch-I absolutely love the feel of a gushy stress ball. I have a bad temper as it is and the feel of one just lets me release all of my anger.
Sound-The sound that I like the most is of harmonious music.
Taste-I love the taste of sweet, juicy fruit.
Smell-I love the smell of a tropical, coconut.

Did you hear that? Oh it's just a fly.. (:

I would love to be a fly on the wall when or if my athletics coaches talk about me. Also if I get into an argument with any of my friends and they go and rant to their parents or other people I would love to listen to what they say. In these situations I would hope to hear the coaches saying mostly positive things and with my friends I would want to hear what they say behind close doors and determine if they are really a good friend or not. In a lot of cases I would like to be a fly on the wall but I would feel very nosy in a negative way.

Perfection

My utopia would be located somewhere where it has snowy winters and hot summers. It would be a democracy. The requirements to live there would be you have to have a clean reputation with the law. To keep the community safe it would be required to lock your doors after midnight as a curfew and weapons are only allowed in self-defense. I would call this place perfection.