When I was seven, my family wanted a dog, so we got a small dog named Sally. At Sally's first trip to the vet, my family learned that she would only grow to be a little over two pounds. She was so small that during the second week we had her, my brother almost stepped on her and killed her, so we gave that dog away.
A year later, my family got another dog. This dog was pretty small too, but bigger than Sally, and we named her Ellie. Ellie had tons of energy and ripped everything within reach to shreds. One Christmas, Ellie was in the same house as my cousin’s dog, and they played so much that Ellie didn't have enough energy to destroy anything. After Christmas, my parents decided to get a second dog so Ellie would have someone to play with; we named this dog Virginia, but she didn’t have nearly as much energy as Ellie. All Virginia ever wanted to do was lay on the couch while Ellie continued to rip up papers and eat through trash bags. Eventually, my parents gave Ellie away because she was “too much to handle.” After about a year though, my parents realized they had liked Ellie more than they liked Virginia, so they gave Virginia away, too.
A couple years ago, we got a dog named Charlie. Everyone loved Charlie; he was playful, obedient, and incredibly sweet. Two months ago, though, my mom let Charlie outside without a leash, and he got hit by a car and died. Our whole family was devastated, and my sister convinced my parents to bring her to the pet store so she could play with puppies to cheer her up. Two hours later, we left with a new puppy named Henry.
At Henry's first vet visit, the vet told us to bring him to Petland so he could socialize with other dogs. My mom brought him, and she fell in love with one of the puppies that played with Henry. My sister had to do some convincing, but they ended up bringing two puppies home with them instead of one.
The story of my family's dogs interestingly describes myself. I am so indecisive that it drives people crazy. I change my mind about everything, and I often realize I should have stuck with one of my previous ideas or decisions. While regrets, mistakes, and decisions can be hard, I have discovered that they often work out similarly to my family's dog situation: with something great always in store.