My Dog (Buddy)

This week i am going to write about my dog buddy. Buddy is my families six year old Akita. We have had him since he was a puppy. Buddy started out the size of a football when we first got him. Now he is the size of a small bear (according to France). I remember the first night when buddy got home it was about 11:00PM and i was in bed. I heard the garage open and i knew my dad had finally gotten home from wherever he picked up buddy. I remember running downstairs and looking into the tiny crate and saying, "Why is he so small?" Little did i know, Buddy was going to become huge.

I remember the next morning Buddy was terrified of everyone. He would not come out of his crate and was always shaking. After a while he eventually grew to like us. When i was little i always wanted a dog that would fetch, so the first thing i did when buddy was not scared anymore was teach him how to fetch. So i taught him. It did not really work out though, because still up to this day buddy will go get the ball bring it back and then run away when i try to get it from him.

Now buddy is older. He always wants to go for a run and what not, he is still pretty energetic, and he is huge. In his years he has gotten into a lot of trouble. Gotten into a fight, killed some small animals (not a pretty sight), and knocked down an old man on a bike with a dog (France, Andrew, Steven, Alvin, Sandy). He is getting older but he still is the playful little puppy we have had since that first day we got him.