Pit Bull Monologue

I remember it like it was yesterday, I was about Eleven or Twelve years old. What had started out as a great day took a turn for the worst. My brother, Bobby, was moving to San Diego and had decided to take our pit bull red with him. My mother, my step-dad and myself were all against him taking red but he was really my brothers dog so we couldn’t tell him not to. We all really loved that dog, to us he was part of the family. It was going well for the first couple days, it was hard getting used to not seeing my dog around. He always slept with me on my bed and nothing felt the same with him gone. The house was also very quiet, red was always doing something whether it’d be sitting on the armrest of the couch or just laying down on the floor …show more content…
She told me that my brother had told her that his roommate had accidently let red slip out of their apartment in San Diego. Red didn’t know my brothers roommate that well so he was always very jumpy around him. Red saw his chance to run from this person and he took it. I was devastated, I didn’t know what I could do. How could we find a dog in such a big city? I was lost for words.
After printing out a couple hundred of fliers we immediately set out to San Diego in search of our beloved pit bull. We searched all day for this dog, passed out so many fliers and asked so many people if they had seen a brown pit bull with a white spot on his chest. So far, we had no luck at all, no one seemed to see my dog or even really care. That’s what killed me the most, no one seemed to care that our dog was lost; surely they know the pain of losing a dog and may have been lucky enough to find their dog in quick succession. The first day of searching prevailed nothing but disappointment and my …show more content…
We went to the address that the man gave us and we go into the back yard. We can see a brown dog with a white spot on his chest but we couldn’t tell if it was red because it was already pretty dark outside. My brother calls him and the dog responds, this gives me butterflies because it was the closest thing we had to even finding red. He calls him again and the dogs breaks free of his fence prison and starts sprinting towards us at full speed.
When the dog reaches my brother he jumps into his arms and starts wailing. I have never heard a dog make this noise from seeing their owner before, it made me tear up a little bit. The dog that was wailing was out dog, I was in disbelief; how could our dog survive after being gone for so many days? Red was lost for a whole week in San Diego. I was so happy and so was my brother and the rest of my family. It was a miracle, it had to