The gate was only open for a few seconds. How could this happen. My mind was racing and my heart was pounding. I endlessly searched the yard and the house, with no luck. I couldn’t imagine what had happened to her. My dog, Tressie, had darted out of my Aunts backyard. I had fought so hard for this dog, and all the responsibility I have persuaded my family I had was gone. To my knowledge, she had died; I felt her blood on my hands. Though she was fine, this moment was heavy on my heart. I had worked so hard for this dog, and it seemed all gone in an instant.
My first attempt at persuading for a dog, the guilt trip; my family and I had been at our family’s Christmas gathering at my grandparents. They had two of the sweetest Labrador retrievers that I had ever known, Molly and Samba.
Molly was a heavier set dog. My grandma always gave her too many treats. Molly was the kind of dog you could hear coming just by her heavy breathing and her hefty paws on the hardwood floor. She was an expert at sneaking ice cream out of bowls; this problem was especially troublesome during my long visit to my grandparent’s house in the summer. She was the type of dog that would attack you with kisses while you were sitting on the ground. She always had a slobber-soaked tennis ball ready to play with.
Samba was the quiet guide. She seemed wise, like an old …show more content…
I used pathos when I wailed for dogs like my grandparent’s had. I tried to gather the emotions associated with miserable children, and place it all into getting a dog. This appeal to emotions mirrored the ethos I would soon learn about in school. By using facts in my paper airplane attack and my parent’s pillow notes, I was employing logos from a young age. From the research papers I had done in elementary schools to seeing arguments on the television, I experienced examples of logos in everyday
My first attempt at persuading for a dog, the guilt trip; my family and I had been at our family’s Christmas gathering at my grandparents. They had two of the sweetest Labrador retrievers that I had ever known, Molly and Samba.
Molly was a heavier set dog. My grandma always gave her too many treats. Molly was the kind of dog you could hear coming just by her heavy breathing and her hefty paws on the hardwood floor. She was an expert at sneaking ice cream out of bowls; this problem was especially troublesome during my long visit to my grandparent’s house in the summer. She was the type of dog that would attack you with kisses while you were sitting on the ground. She always had a slobber-soaked tennis ball ready to play with.
Samba was the quiet guide. She seemed wise, like an old …show more content…
I used pathos when I wailed for dogs like my grandparent’s had. I tried to gather the emotions associated with miserable children, and place it all into getting a dog. This appeal to emotions mirrored the ethos I would soon learn about in school. By using facts in my paper airplane attack and my parent’s pillow notes, I was employing logos from a young age. From the research papers I had done in elementary schools to seeing arguments on the television, I experienced examples of logos in everyday