Research Paper On Guinness

“Up, up,” My sister calls as she pats the brown leather seat of my mom’s car. My dog is coming with us to the beach, a rare occasion, for Guinness isn’t the most trained of dogs. We are going to the Nob, a secluded beach on the edge of Woods Hole, perfect for a morning trip and a private swim. As Guinness jumps onto the Captain’s chair, he rustles the rocks of our driveway, a new addition to our summer home. My brothers and sisters are already in the car, waiting with their bathing suits on, and loads of sunscreen. As Lauren shuts the door, Guinness wags his tail, knocking over a water bottle and a bottle of sunscreen in his happy warpath. After leaving Guinness in the car to grab pastries from Pie in the Sky, we are on our way to the beach just outside of the town square. “Stop Brendan, I …show more content…
He tries to get on the ladder, slipping as he tries to stabilize himself with the thick metal steps. Brendan jumps into the water and entertains Guinness, but remains at a distance, for Guinness is not the most graceful swimmer. He will swim in the ocean, and even pull himself onto the lilypad, but Guinness is not an olympian. He opens his mouth a bit too wide, so he swallows water when he breathes, and scratches when in doggy paddle, leaving little pink scratches on our sunburnt legs. But Brendan knows Guinness well and trails him to shore, picking up a tennis ball as it gets caught with the small, rippling waves of the harbor. If you are a lucky enough kid to grow up with a dog, you know just how much a puppy can matter in your life. With a wagging tail and a happy grin, I know that Guinness will always be by my side. Charcoal fur and amber eyes, he is always so photogenic, he runs and plays with endless energy, and sleeps on the living room ottoman. He only barks for other dogs and jumps when he is going nuts, but he is my dog and I love him more for