Autobiographic Incident Narrative

Rosie

My favorite day was when I got my first dog. I was at a breeder's home with my mom, dad, brother and sister when I saw the dog I always wanted. She stood out and was not like the rest of the litter. I was on vacation in California when my family and I decided to visit the house. It smelled like a zoo. The dog we wanted was an Austrailian Shepard. It was spotted brown with blue eyes and had no tail. The breeder called the dog Fancy Pants. We didn't like the name.
The next day, at lunch we discussed whether we would get the dog or not. We would have to ship the dog on an airplane to get back to our home in Ohio. At the time, a new puppy was all I ever wanted, and my dad let my wishes come true for letting us get the dog. We all voted on a name at lunch, and we decided we would name her Rosie.
When we returned home, we had to pick up Rosie from the airport. She was so excited to see us. We got her new toys and a new green leash. We took her to my house, and immediately my dad regretted getting the dog. She went crazy and didn't use the outdoors for her restroom.
Rosie was a very smart dog. She learned many tricks and played hide and seek with her toys. She is my favorite dog and it meant a lot to me for my dad letting me get her.