My first dog was named muffin and here is how we discovered him. When my mom and dad were having their wedding a dog walked into the church. So we decided to keep him but we didn't know what to name him. Then that day when I was hungry I thought I might get a muffin. So when I got my muffin some of it fell on the floor. Then our dog came and ate it then he started jumping for the muffin. So I called my parents into the room and they said why dont we name him muffin.
Once we had him for a year he sterted running out in the woods but he would always come back. He even developed a liking for our cats.(that's very unusual) Another thing was he always liked was fried chicken. One of his favorite sports was frisbee and soccer. I was the one who always took him for his daily walks.
It was on that day that one tragic day that he had an acident. I didn't know that would be his last day but it was. It started when we were playing frisbee it went into the woods acidentaly. He ran down into the woods and I waited for a minute. Then I heard a truck beep but I thought it was nothing but indeed it was something. So I called my brother outside to check it out. When he came back he came back with bad news. Muffin was ........... DEAD.
Oy! That must have been a very sad day. I remember when we had to put our cat down because he was very sick. There were four of us in my family at that time (now we're five ;-)) and we all cried.
Although this must be an unpleasant memory for you your writing style is very good. You did a wonderful job of including foreshadowing and developing a sense of drama in your last paragraph. The first two paragraphs really draw the reader in and helps them to feel a connection to you and your dog making the ending that much more powerful.
A well written post Eddie. ;-)
Posted by: Darren Kuropatwa | February 22, 2007 at 11:53 AM
Mr.Kuropatwa,
Indeed that was a sad day and it's still hard to look at the grave. So when they buried him I planted Tiger Lillies,his favorite plant,around his grave. Know were going to have puppies and that makes me feel better. Do you have any pictures of you cats that I can see?
Eddie
Posted by: eddie | February 26, 2007 at 05:50 PM
Hello, Eddie. It sounds like you are a dog lover like myself. Your story of Muffin reminds me of the book "Because of Winn Dixie" (book titles are supposed to be underlined, but I just put quotation marks because the text box will not let me underline!). If you haven't already, check out this book, and I'll guarantee you will love it.
From the loving way you describe her, Muffin was certainly a treasure, and I am so sorry you have lost her. I have been there before. Losing a pet can be one of the most tragic events to happen to someone. (By the way, excellent use of the word "tragic" in your post! Many fifth graders probably don't know the meaning of that word.)
So, I am wondering. Did Muffin walk into the church right in the middle of the wedding ceremony? What an hysterical (VERY funny) situation! Did everyone laugh? Or, did people start whispering behind their hands to one another? You could make a very entertaining short story about that episode with Muffin. If you ever have free writing time in class or even journal writing, think about putting this story to paper. Winn Dixie found his place on a movie screen...you never know what might happen to a great dog story!
Posted by: Cordelia | February 27, 2007 at 02:10 PM
Cordelia,
By the way I have read that book and it is very interesting. I remember they called her sandwich meat because her middle name was balogna. She would always ask that her dad if she could keep him. Anyways Muffin did walk in the church right whenh they were going to kiss. How did you find your dog if you have any?
Eddie
Posted by: eddie | March 06, 2007 at 09:40 AM
sad story. cant imagin how u got over it cuz its so sad anyways cya
Posted by: kroa | March 12, 2007 at 12:25 AM
kroa,
It took some time to cope with so my paents just bought me a new dog. Then I wasn't sad anymore.
eddie
Posted by: eddie | March 13, 2007 at 10:04 AM