Personal Narrative: America Is My Dog

America is my dog, Candy.

It is probably nationally agreed upon that Corgis are one of the most renowned breeds of dog. I don’t know that I could go two days without seeing one on the internet. When you see Candy on the street, especially, everything about her is inviting: the stubby legs, the triangle ears, and her trademark smile. When people approach her, she melts into a puddle of adoration. From the outside looking in, she is a loving and enjoyable dog to own. To an outsider’s perspective, much the same could be said about America. We are universally known as a land of freedom and opportunity; an inviting place to settle and build lives. There are many attractive qualities about our nation, our many liberties being one outstanding feature of the country.

When you look closer, however, things begin to get muddled, and perspectives can be easily skewed. …show more content…
She goes about her day with zero boundaries. She does what she wants, when she wants, with no regard or respect for the authority around her. She shoves her nose, quite literally, into everyone’s business and refuses to be out of the spotlight. America is essentially my dog, shoving its proverbial nose into foreign affairs and moreover into the lives of our own, causing innumerable headaches with the amount of misconceptions that are caused by people’s ever growing sensitivity. And after eight years, plenty of headaches have been the result of Candy’s earsplitting bark. Once you step onto American turf -- or the home in which my obese Corgi resides -- and emerge yourself in the scene, it becomes clear that things look better from the