The most important factors that lead to Chris's death were his lack of food and his injuries. By the end of his life Chris was unable to find little to no food. Food is very important in surviving. Chris's body way probably eating itself which made it even harder to find food. Chris wrote on a note that he was injured. Being injured could make it hard to move around and found food/water. Lack of food and injuries lead to Chris's demise.
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Puppy Update
Last week, I told you how I got a puppy and how excited I
was to have her. Well it’s been a week and I’ve lived with her. I have found
that she is very, very annoying.
She tries to eat everything! She eats shoes (somehow only
mine), paper, human food, clothes, and even incense. Shelly cannot be left in a
room alone without her getting into something. She tries to jump up and get
anything that is sitting on the couches or ottoman. Since she is really little,
she can’t get up onto the couches. It’s kind of funny to watch her
struggle. She tries to bite the corner
of the couch that I usually sit on every time she walks by it. You cannot leave
anything alone or she will run somewhere with it and rip it apart. Luckily I
have managed to catch her before she has done any real damage to anything. Her
favorite thing to eat is the floor plant that is next to the the couch. She has
completely destroyed one of the branches of it. Even if you push her away from
it, she goes to the other side to get at it. I really hope that in the future when
she is older she won’t try to eat everything in sight.
She’s a biter. She tries to bite everything. She has bitten
my toes, my legs, my stomach, my fingers and even my lip. I really hope it is
because she is teething and that it won’t happen in the future. She’ll try to
bite your hands when you try to pet her. If you are sitting with your toes just
over the edge of the couch she will try and bite your toes (well at least she
does to me). We have bought her several teething toys and they’ve helped only a
little. It has gotten to the point where we give her “time-outs”, where we
stick her in her crate until she calms down. It only works sometimes. Most
times, if the “time-out” doesn’t work, we just take her out on a walk to
hopefully get rid of most of her energy. The problem with the walks is that she
still can’t really walk on her leash. The walks consist of me walking ahead of
my mom so that Shelly will walk after me, and even that doesn’t work all the
time because Shelly gets distracted really easily.
I guess she isn’t all that bad. She’s so cute with her
little uni-brow and her beard. She
doesn’t really have a uni-brow and beard, but because of the way her hair is
cut, it makes it look like that. It’s so cute when she yawns. You can see her
little pink tongue, her little teeth that aren’t fully grown, and she makes a
little squeaky noise. Sometimes, she sort of sounds like a guinea pig. When you
get home from anywhere or come downstairs in the morning, she gets all excited
and she starts doing this cute whine/bark. Shelly has only barked once and it
was in front of me, so my family doesn’t believe that she can bark.
Word Count: 528
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Let's Try Something Different
So I know this is a music blog, but I haven't really been
listening to any music lately. I thought that instead of talking about music,
today I'd talk about the new member in my family.
A little bit over a year ago, my family had to put our dog,
Marla, down. Marla was a greyhound. Greyhounds only live to be about ten to
twelve years-old, so she was pretty old for her breed. It was a very sad time
for me because I had had her since I was four years-old.
Since then, I have asked my mom for a puppy at least two times
a week. Every time I asked, she said that she wanted to get a puppy, but she wasn’t
sure whether or not it would be a good idea. Lately she has really thought about
actually getting a puppy.
The breed of puppy that I had really wanted was a Cocker
Spaniel. Cocker Spaniels are medium sized and grow to be about fifteen to
thirty pounds. My brothers both wanted either a Rottweiler or a German shepherd.
Rottweilers can be about 95 to 130 pounds. German Shepherds can be about 77 to
85 pounds.
So yesterday, 5/12/12, my mom, one of my brothers and I went
to our local puppy adoption place. First, we looked at a female German Shepherd.
She was really cute, but my mom didn’t really want a puppy that was going to
grow up to be really big. There were two Cocker Spaniels there, but my mom had
her eyes on a female Miniature Schnauzer.
The Miniature Schnauzer was very sweet and affectionate. If
you stuck out your hand to her she would come over and lick your hand, which is
not something that Marla would ever do. My brother didn’t really like the idea
of a small dog because he was afraid that he would step on her. After playing
with the puppy for a few more minutes my mom decided that she wanted to get
her.
Sitting right next to me in her little red bed is Shelly the
Miniature Schnauzer. My brother picked out the name. Shelly hasn’t learned her
name yet , and that’s ok because it’s her second day of being Shelly. Her birthday is February 13, 2012 (seven days
after my birthday!), so she is twelve weeks old today. Her coat is what they
call salt and pepper, which means that her coat is grey and white. When she first
arrived home she was very scared and very tired. So she basically just slept
for the rest of the day.
Since Shelly is only a puppy, she has a lot of energy and
she loves to nibble on fingers. Marla never played with toys and only
occasionally would “play” with you, but Shelly loves her toys that we bought
for her. Shelly can’t walk on a leash very well yet, but she is getting better.
I am really sad that I will only really be here for the next
three years before I go off to college. I expect these years to be great years
though. I hope she remains as healthy and smart as she is today.
Word count: 533
Friday, May 11, 2012
Junk Food Open Response
In Bryson's essay you expect him to love the junk food, but he doesn't. Bryson says that all of the isles of junk food are heaven. After he says this you would expect that he would love the taste of the junk food. He is amazed at the varitlety of crappy food. At the end of the essay, Bryson says that he hates the taste of the junk food. Most of America loves junk food. As an American you'd think that Bryson would love junk food. It is expected that Bryson will love the junk food, but he really doesn't.
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Open Response
Corry's punishment is an example of a cruel and unusual punishment. Corry is stuck on an asteroid millions of miles away from any humans. That is torture. He is being tortured for a crime that he shouldn't have been punished for. Corry is stuck there with nothing to do and no one to talk to. Sure he had a car to work on, but that only took up one of the fifty years he was going to be there. He spends his days playing chess with himself pondering whether or not he should commit suicide. Corry's punishment was cruel and unusual.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
The Music I Used To Love
As I have said at least a million times before, music has been
in my life since I was really young. I have loved listening to so many
different artists. I would fall in love with a different artist’s music and then
I would maybe go back to a different artist. When I was young, I only really
listened to two different artists, Hilary Duff and the group, Aly and AJ or
78Violet.
I would say that Hilary Duff was my all-time favorite artist
when I was younger. Whenever she came out with a new album, I just had to have
it. I’m pretty sure I had every album of hers. I would stop liking her for a
while and then I would start liking her again when she came out with a new
album. Some of my favorite songs by her would be: “Someone’s Watching over Me”,
“Who’s That Girl”, and “I Am”. I look back at her music and I ask myself why I
liked her so much. There’s nothing wrong with her music. She has such a great
voice, but her music doesn’t really fit my life anymore. I tend to choose music
that fits my mood at that time that I’m listening. Music that doesn’t fit my
mood annoys me. I remember taking one of her albums on a trip with me and my
brother snapped it in half with his knee when he was trying to grab something
from the back of the car. I was so sad because I had just found that album
again and now I had nothing to listen to. This was back in the day when I had
an actual CD player and not and IPod and a Droid.
Aly and AJ or 78Violet was my one of my favorite groups when
I was younger. My favorite songs by them were: “Sticks and Stones”, “Rush”, and
“Chemicals React”. Originally this group was called Aly and AJ and then was
later renamed 78Violet. I only really liked this group for a short period of
time. When I did like them though, I really, really liked them. I tend to
become obsessed with a singer or even just one of their songs. I only have one
of their albums and I’m pretty sure it snapped in half somehow, so I had to
throw it away. Once I stopped liking this group, I never really liked them
again. After I liked them, I found their songs really, really bad and annoying.
I don’t think this group is doing any music at this time.
It feels weird looking back on music that I used to like. My
taste in music has changed so much since I was younger. I don’t know how I
liked the music that I used to like. I find that the music that I used to like
annoys me greatly. I think it annoys me because their music just reminds me of
Disney because that’s where they got their start.
Word count: 500
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