Personal Narrative: Putting My Dog Down
Putting my dog down
Have you ever have you ever had to let go of something, you weren't ready to let go of. Well I have our first family dog i knew it my whole life it's been around before i was even born. Although it wasn't my personal pet, and i wasn't around it’s whole life Dawson being put down had a big impact on me. I was eight and i really didn't understand why we had to do this i found it inhumane at first.
The whole summer Dawson was getting worse by the time September came he has a few strokes and he was having a hard time walking. We had to help him get up. It wa hard to watch and my parents thought is was time. They said we weren't gonna let him suffer any longer. So they called the vet. We didn't just want to take him to the Vet's office we wanted to put him down in his favorite spot in the backyard.
A couple of weeks later the vet was coming to our house. I got to come home early from school to be there when Dawson got put down. When I got home I sat by him for most of the day until the vet came to my house. I was scared for him I didn’t know weather it would hurt him or what was really going to happened him. Dawson has been in my family as long as I could remember and I wasn’t ready to let him go. …show more content…
Me and the vet walked to Dawson favorite spot in the yard and dad helped Dawson get there. We sat on the ground next to him and pet him while the vet go the stuff ready. We continue to pet him the whole time he was getting put down. I watch as the vet started to inject the blue serum into the poor old boy. It made my eyes start to tear up, it was the first time something I was close to was passing away. He started to blink slower and slower until his eyes completely closed. I felt so bad for him l didn’t understand why we couldn’t keep him alive. I was so sad. Once he was fully gone they carried him away in his blanket. I couldn’t believe what just
Have you ever have you ever had to let go of something, you weren't ready to let go of. Well I have our first family dog i knew it my whole life it's been around before i was even born. Although it wasn't my personal pet, and i wasn't around it’s whole life Dawson being put down had a big impact on me. I was eight and i really didn't understand why we had to do this i found it inhumane at first.
The whole summer Dawson was getting worse by the time September came he has a few strokes and he was having a hard time walking. We had to help him get up. It wa hard to watch and my parents thought is was time. They said we weren't gonna let him suffer any longer. So they called the vet. We didn't just want to take him to the Vet's office we wanted to put him down in his favorite spot in the backyard.
A couple of weeks later the vet was coming to our house. I got to come home early from school to be there when Dawson got put down. When I got home I sat by him for most of the day until the vet came to my house. I was scared for him I didn’t know weather it would hurt him or what was really going to happened him. Dawson has been in my family as long as I could remember and I wasn’t ready to let him go. …show more content…
Me and the vet walked to Dawson favorite spot in the yard and dad helped Dawson get there. We sat on the ground next to him and pet him while the vet go the stuff ready. We continue to pet him the whole time he was getting put down. I watch as the vet started to inject the blue serum into the poor old boy. It made my eyes start to tear up, it was the first time something I was close to was passing away. He started to blink slower and slower until his eyes completely closed. I felt so bad for him l didn’t understand why we couldn’t keep him alive. I was so sad. Once he was fully gone they carried him away in his blanket. I couldn’t believe what just