"Crunch, Crunch, Crunch" went the pebbles rolling in the sand. People making puffs of dust every step. "Wooooooooooooo!" cried a dog "Ruff, Ruff!" replied another even louder. Sad, sad eyes all over the room. I felt so bad for all the dogs. There were small dogs, medium dogs, and big dogs in different cages.
I bend down a small white dog bouncing around looked at me. I watch her pouncing, smiling, and playing around. The dog was very cute, she licked me a few times. "Do you like that one?" says a familiar voice, I turn around, it was my mom. "Yes" I tell her, I grin at the dog. My mom took a picture of some sort of label. I slowly turn my head to look at my dad. My sister and my dad were petting a dog's head and the dog licked them all over in return. I walk over and I realize that the dog was the same exact type of dog as Max. …show more content…
Tears, tears, and more tears filled my sad eyes with blur. My dog, Max was lying on his bed. My family had just fed him a footlong meatball sandwich. The vet in front of my dog gave him a shot. Resting in front of me was my dog. My dad sad, "Don't watch this." I started to tremble, tears rolling down my ever more. I took small steps, "No." I whispered to myself. The last thought I remembered was my family all huddled up and Max was