Have you ever forgotten to do something? Well, this is how my forgetting to close the door turned bad. I have two huskies, one named Sophie who is eleven years old, and I am very close with her. Juno is four years old, a very skittish dog. Sophie is an off-leash dog, and Juno is an on-leash dog. Both of them were always very crazy. This is how just forgetting to do one thing turned real bad real fast.

It was a sunny summer day out on Keuka Lake, and my grandparents were going out wine tasting with my aunt and uncle; they were gone all day. I said I would walk all the dogs. My grandpa said, “Juno does not like to be alone for too long. She might run away as fast as a cheetah if you do.”

 It all started when we were at the lake.  I thought that the dogs should do some walking, so I went up to the trailer and put Sophie on the leash, and we walked down to the water and came back 30 minutes later. I could hear Juno wincing at the door; Sophie was off the leash, going inside when Juno slipped and slid through the door, through my legs.  My hand caught her tail as she yelped and ran off as did Sophie. She thought she was helping, but she was not helping at all; she was making it worse.

As I came across the road, running, I chased Juno, followed by Sophie, barking with a deep low voice, echoing across the lake. All the screaming like a wild animal finally got Dad’s attention, and he looked at the dogs.  By the time he was running the dogs were what felt like miles away, but it was only a few yards. Juno had stopped at a nearby dock to go to the bathroom. I leaped at the chance to get them both. I first got Sophie, and then when I went to get Juno, but  being so skittish, she jolted. Dad had just caught up, and Juno was still running but now towards people's houses next to the highway

I was running after her, and now people were coming out of their houses just to help. Dad had just tripped and took a nice tactical roll uphill; that was not even the weirdest thing that happened. How do you roll uphill? He got so solemn that it looked like he was about to fight. Dad’s rolling skills scared Juno even more, so she darted around the corner and zigzagged around the houses until Sophie and our cousin’s dog, Piper, boxed her in; a guy came out of his house sleepy and thought Juno was his dog! He picked Juno up and tried taking her inside like he was a crazed man until his son came out and said that it was not their dog. The man apologized, and we put Juno on the leash and then slowly walked them to the cabin, put the dogs in their cages in the house, and slammed the door shut.

You could tell by my clumsy and ignorant actions at the beginning of the story that I had no care in the world about what my grandfather said. Now, because I learned from my mistakes, I was no longer careless with two huge dogs. I was someone who was empathetic and learning from mistakes. Essentially, anyone can learn from any mistake; you will never grow if you don’t learn from your mistakes.

 

 

 

 

-Vanessa C.