New puppy first day at home

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But he looked like he was happy, but was he? That bright and secure glance, nothing was a bother. Not just an inception into a new family but another family away from the biological family. Yes, a new family, a new home but will it really give the satisfaction he most desired.
I looked at the at the puppy as it got acquainted with the new environment, everything was subtle, curiosity full of him. What could definitely keep him from exploration? Perhaps nothing. He thought of the best company he could enjoy with the new beings around.
Or maybe, the solitary old life of being locked in the chain and living the dark, with no friend and not another sound apart from echoes emanating from him barking.
Lean puppy seemed to have been weary for eternity. Energetic now with perspirations and new zeal of life. Ready to have new companion and playmate. A new life that lacked everything in the prior experience.
I took a tennis ball and called the puppy. Threw the tennis ball away. Could this be the initiative for the never-ending relationship?
A wagging tail whenever I threw the tennis ball followed by a run like no other. It reached the ball before it could even halt. What was faster? Bring it back with a jitter decorated in its face. A sign of love appreciated by everyone (Almiron 199).
Delighted fetching the ball and running all around. A friend to everyone and an enemy to non. Curling its tail on our laps, that feeling. Exciting and sensational at the same time.

At peace when he was hungry? Sa no more! Braking with no stops. And even though I could console for a few moments. Barking would not cease after that. Until feeding.
And when we talk of love, what else can love you more than it loves itself? Absolutely non-else but him. With the trust, faith, and love. I could feel my peace and hope restored from the affection given.
To err is to human and to forgive is definitely from him. The bond that developed, unbreakable, irresistible and far more than any comprehension by man.
Nothing feels right on my absence. He whines every minute I am out of sight.
I like taking him to walk. Walks like this act as part of the exercise. Sniffing at everything he gets nearby. You could think to establish territory, looking for trespassers.
I feel secure. Every danger will be eliminated. No doubts, worries or loneliness. They all have disappeared
Its color, it’s like no other, blending my favorite color.
That feeling of being uncompromised. That that you could ultimately yearn for. Despite the cost and attention, it craves every single minute.
It is considerably weighty. Walk as is it is twerking. Make me feel laugh. I love the stature. Everyone loves it many ask me if I could sell him to them. Can I dare to?
The look in his eyes. Sometimes a quick disappearing guise. Looks impressive but I can help but wonder. He is convinced that humans are silly, me especially. My little puppy, three years of age. Perhaps you are my reason and hope not in a short season. Forever I want it to be.
I feel profoundly thoughtful of many things but the love of him, it complete overwhelms me. I feel at peace whenever
I stand on top of the rock, him beside me. Can’t but the feeling, earn it with time.

Work cited
Almiron, Núria, Matthew Cole, and Carrie P. Freeman, eds. Critical animal and media studies: Communication for nonhuman animal advocacy. Routledge, 2015.