My Pet Dog
My Pet Dog
My buddy, pet, and wildest friend, is the muse to my descriptive essay. My bulldog, Bibson, has been with my family for 3 years now and is striking in many ways that are amazing and interesting.
To properly visualize this animal, someone must first know that he is a full bred male American Bulldog and, true to the breed, is almost completely snow white. The exceptions to this are the backs of his ears, (they have light brown spots on them) his belly, (which is pink with brown spots) his nose, (big and black) and his left eye, (encircled in black with a brown eyebrow) which goes a long way to making him look like he has recently been in a fist fight. His body is long and slim and if I had his muscle definition, I would never lack for female companionship. No description of this dog could be complete without mention of the size of his head, which is, in a word, HUGE. This canine’s cranium is colossal and cartoonish by common criteria (is that enough C’s for ya?) and has, on a few occasions, made Mardi Gras floats jealous. With a big head, comes a big mouth, and with that, big teeth. Mentioning his insane incisors might give you the impression that he is mean, aggressive, or dangerous, all of which is patently untrue. The only things he uses such big teeth for are eating, nibbling for fleas (which he doesn’t confine to himself, just ask anyone, dog or human, who’s been in my house), and shredding paper, which he does with verve and gusto (it’s an absolute riot to watch).
Bibson’s fur is about twice the length of normal velvet and is soft and silky when clean, which is a very rare thing, as he loves the sand pit outside the house. His shoulders and hips are well muscled and feel somewhat like warm stone. His tail, ever in motion, is just as strong. Feeling a little like a furry steel cable, it wags with enough force to knock drinking glasses off tables and does sting a little when he hits me with it at full force.
This dog, though somewhat subdued
My buddy, pet, and wildest friend, is the muse to my descriptive essay. My bulldog, Bibson, has been with my family for 3 years now and is striking in many ways that are amazing and interesting.
To properly visualize this animal, someone must first know that he is a full bred male American Bulldog and, true to the breed, is almost completely snow white. The exceptions to this are the backs of his ears, (they have light brown spots on them) his belly, (which is pink with brown spots) his nose, (big and black) and his left eye, (encircled in black with a brown eyebrow) which goes a long way to making him look like he has recently been in a fist fight. His body is long and slim and if I had his muscle definition, I would never lack for female companionship. No description of this dog could be complete without mention of the size of his head, which is, in a word, HUGE. This canine’s cranium is colossal and cartoonish by common criteria (is that enough C’s for ya?) and has, on a few occasions, made Mardi Gras floats jealous. With a big head, comes a big mouth, and with that, big teeth. Mentioning his insane incisors might give you the impression that he is mean, aggressive, or dangerous, all of which is patently untrue. The only things he uses such big teeth for are eating, nibbling for fleas (which he doesn’t confine to himself, just ask anyone, dog or human, who’s been in my house), and shredding paper, which he does with verve and gusto (it’s an absolute riot to watch).
Bibson’s fur is about twice the length of normal velvet and is soft and silky when clean, which is a very rare thing, as he loves the sand pit outside the house. His shoulders and hips are well muscled and feel somewhat like warm stone. His tail, ever in motion, is just as strong. Feeling a little like a furry steel cable, it wags with enough force to knock drinking glasses off tables and does sting a little when he hits me with it at full force.
This dog, though somewhat subdued