"un perrito"

As I sleep at night I am protected by man's best friend, my canine or better know to me, as Pok, a golden retriever.Pok is so loyal to me that we snore in a synchronized pattern. What if there were no dogs in this world? How could we survive without man's best friend?

I would not know when an intruder entered my property.This intruder could be a human, a skunk, or a javelina to name a few. Brie informs me of any potential encounters. She performs her doggedly duties when necessary no matter the time of day, she is on duty.Frisbee fetching is a favorite activity
of hers.If there were no dogs in this world fewer.Frisbee would be sold.

Just think about the enjoyment dogs bring to this world and how much stress relief dogs provide for their masters.Dogs in our immediate environment provide their masters with therapeutic rewards and happiness.It is no wonder that dogs are a man's best friend. As I sleep at night I am protected by man's best friend, my canine or better know to me, as Pok, a golden retriever.

Pok, our nine-year-old dog, was always an energetic, cheerful and a sociable member of our family. Pok being with us in the family for so long made me feel that she was mortal just like all of us. Over the past several months, my family and I noticed that Pok had progressively become more lazy about the house and outside. At first, we thought something was wrong. We believed that she had come down with some type of sickness. After a while, we came to our senses and realized that it was probably just old age. Then, she stopped eating. Again, our natural intuition told us wrong, as we figured that it was just a stomach worm.Then, one night, it all changed. As I was passing through the house with my friends, as on any other normal, boring, Monday night of the summer, my mom stopped us all and told us we should sit down. I almost instantly knew theore our eyes over the next 3 days back into ‘Old Pok’, as if a spell had used up its time, as if the clock struck midnight and the carriage reverted into the pumpkin.


The biggest blow that came to me was when my Pok finally passed away and went to 'dog heaven.' It was a very sad day for me, even though we had all been predicting his death due to old age. Pok

has been the best thing that ever happened to me and his presence (and absence after his death thereof) has given me a completely new perspective on life. I have now begun to see how temporary our lives are on this world and how all of us are simply passing through this life towards our ultimate destination.