Personal Narrative: Pet Adoption

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“I want a dog for christmas, Mom! Please, Mom I’d be the best dog owner in the world, please!” I knew my mom wouldn’t get me a dog for a very long time.
“I’ll think about it, Grant.” said my mom.
I was replaying that memory in my mind as I strolled into the pet store. I was walking my dog, Chai, to get groomed. Me and my mom usually never take her to the groomers on a Saturday. Saturday is the day the pet adoption people come in and advertise their dogs for adoption.
I wandered over to this dark colored dog named Oreo. I didn’t like the name but I’ve always wanted a second dog and my mom wanted a dark dog. I went over to my mom to tell her about the dog news but she was busy. Frustrated, I walked back to Oreo and petted him through the cage, …show more content…

“I don’t know right now but maybe we could get him.” responded Mom. In my head I thought she’d never get me the dog because of some dumb reason she thought of but she surprised me when she walked over to the people that were giving the dogs away and said she was interested in adopting Oreo. My mom didn’t like the name just like I didn’t. So when we get him I decided to name him Lightning. Ever since I was a young boy I wanted to get a dog and name him Lightning and this was the perfect opportunity to get one. “Are you 100% sure you want this dog and are going to be responsible for this dog.” said my Mom. “Yes, of course I’ll be the most responsible dog owner in the world.” I answered.
In my head I knew I wouldn’t take care of him that much and that my mom would feed him and do most of the work. But I knew that I would make sure he goes out and I would play with him always.
“Ok, then it is decided. I’ll sign the papers.” My mom said with a happy voice.
A week had passed since the day my mom and I decided to get Oreo, or now known as Lightning, and as I watched the snow fall from the heavens out of my window, my mom called me to a black SUV that parked in front of my house.
“What’s this?” I asked my