Responsibility
I am eight and yesterday my parents had finally agreed
to get me what I always wished for.
They are going to get me a dog
after months of begging and pleading
after hearing them telling me its a lot of responsibility to have a dog
but I still bugged them.
Till yesterday they did something shocking and unthinkable.
They agreed.
It is a glorious day
It is October 23
bright orange and yellow leaves
were just about to fall
my mom told me
“we are just looking today, not getting a dog”
I agreed not to fall in love with the first cute face that I looked upon
but
unfortunately I did.
He was the shaggiest of them all
The rest were well groomed
it looked as if they had skipped him.
His fur was so long it hung in front of his eyes so he could not see
as the other well groomed dogs romped around him
He just sat there looking around waiting for someone
And
I knew that this was the dog for me
Calm, quiet, and didn’t look as if he cared what the other dogs thought of him
for just sitting there looking around aimlessly .
But I did not voice this opinion to my mother yet
because today
we were just looking
I gently picked him up from the doggy playpen.
and sat down on the cold tile floor.
he fell asleep in my lap
he was the warm and he began to snore
I looked up at my mom
“I want this one” I said.
His name was Dutch he lived till he was fifteen.
He was blind and old from the day I got him
but I loved him none the less.
He was my
Responsibility.

cool i see the concept and it flowed well just show not tell
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