A Hero's Journey Essay

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I rise from a deep sleep to a cold nose and incessant whining. I know what comes next… the walk. As I get out of my car the cool breeze from the lake hits my face, and now I know I am awake. I find the leash buried deep under the back seat of my car and tie him up. Whipping back and forth, his tail can not hide his excitement. As we head for the woods crisp fall leaves crunch with his every step. I tug on his leash as he sniffs and christens every bush and tree he finds. His head moves in circles with all the different scents in the air, he does not know which trail to follow. His nose twitches and his ears perk up with the sudden sound of another creature lurking. In a flash, he jerks the leash and attempts to charge at the squirrel who has safely reached refuge high up in a tree. Crying at the bottom of the tree , he realizes he has no shot. With a nudge of the leash he continues down a winding path. Once I know the path is clear and there is not a soul…show more content…
His reluctance to leave remind me of a child not getting their way. He runs far down the path like an arrow that has been shot from a bow. I give a shout, and he charges back feet fumbling before coming to a halt. I let him run off again, hopefully to get some energy out of him before we head home. This time though he doesn’t charge back…he is sniffing something. As I near closer I realize he has found something very foul to roll in! I scream “No!” as loud as my voice can carry but it has no effect. He rolls, he gets up and he rolls again. The intoxicating smell of horse manure consumes him. He continues, back and forth in it, emphasizing on rubbing his neck and collar into it. Once I finally reach him, he knows he is in deep shit now, no pun intended. The crisp smell of autumn is overpowered by Eau de Brutus. I scold him, his tail between his legs. Seeing the car we both know our walk is over. And what a way to end
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