A pet rock can be as comforting to me as any canine or feline. Some would
believe that a man's best friend is a dog. However, living in a confined two bedroom
apartment, I do not have the luxury or permission for a forty pound dog to be plopping
around. This is why I have found comfort in my pet rock. A pet rock can replace many of
the duties, such as a companionship, I can get from a pet dog or cat.
When I go shopping for a pet, I look for the appropriate size and color to meet
my needs. Some people like big animals, some small. Some animals come in black,
brown, white, yellow; yet some are spotted. The same goes for my rock. When I went
'shopping' for my rock, I didn't want one too small, for it would get lost like a gerbil. I
didn't want one too big like a Labrador, for I would trip over it every time I walked into
I needed a pet the size of a fat barn cat, like the ones back home in northeast
On my walk to the river before I left for college, I found many rocks within my
size range. I couldn't decide which one I should pick, but then on the side of the muddy
bank, partly submerged in the water, lay a shinny, sandy, orange stone. It called out for
me to pick it to take home instead of the others, like a puppy does from a pet store
window. When I held the rock in my hands, I knew it was the one I wanted, and the rock
that I needed.
Now as for a name. That was easy. How does one name his cat or dog, bird...