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Humans
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Dogs
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My Characters
Name:
Duke Gosling
Age:
20 Year old
Gender:
Male
Personality:
He is strong headed and very gentle. After caring for dogs so long he has learned the willingness to forgive, but to never forget. He loves the dogs, Especially his young Presa Canario Pit bull mix, Petunia. He has learned a lot from the dogs, And tends to be rude, and tough on the teens if they are not caring for their dogs properly.
Appearance:
Dog: Petunia #122
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Skidder #123
History: I was born to my mother, Lily Gosling, And my Father, Robert Gosling. We had bought a young pit bull puppy, He was brown and white, And i had grown up with him. He was a loyal, amazing pit bull. I was 18, And he was 17 years old. We had acres of land then too, He came home one day from being outside with a bullet hole through his side. He was bleeding heavily and the nearest vet was hours away! I was so blurred with tears and i held him in my arms, My father attempted to stop the bleeding, But it ha ruptured his stomach and came out the other end, Samson ended up dying in my arms, He used the last of his energy to lick my tear cheek and i remember looking into his eye as life slipped from him quickly. I swore to myself i would never let such innocent and loving dogs die so easily without a second chance.
Hobbies:
He enjoys to run with his dogs, swim and cook.
Siblings:
None
Crush:
--
Partner:
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Other:
Name:
Amber Taylor
Age:
16 Years old
Gender:
Female
Personality:
She is very hostile, Flirty, and sarcastic
Appearance:
Details: She has a tattoo:
Dog:
Grizzly #124
Dynamite #125
History:
I was born into a broken Family. I was an accident, And my drunk Irish father made sure i knew it. He used to get drunk every day, And every night, He would beat, fight, and rape my mother. He used to beat me as well, It was only when he was starting to attempt to touch me did i begin to fight back, We got into a fist fight and the neighbors had to call the cops due to all the screaming... I was only 13 when they took e away from my parents, The police had found a meth lab in our basement.. Both of my parents went to jail and i was given to a foster home.. They treated me like dirt there too.. The mother, her name had been.. I cannot remember, I didn't stay there long. She would get piss drunk and refused to cook or clean. The other two kids and i were forced to clean, We were to young to cook, and the lady had a few dogs, Both small terriers. She would give us dog food to eat, An nothing else... We had to live off of dog food for months.. Kids used to make fun of us, they would call us dogs, and tell us we were worthless rats.. I was fifteen when another girl, About seventeen i believe, Made fun of me.. She laughed with her friends calling me white trash. I remember blacking out, When i came back, I was being held against the wall by police, The girl was on the floor, her face scrambled and coated in her own blood, The metal locker had a blood indent in it, And the floor was smeared with blood. I was taken away again... They put me into a foster home for the last time. People at the new school never messed with me, They always thought i had killed someone..The new couple was nice... but i got into drugs, and a gang.. We had done a drive by and killed a woman who was pregnant... The driver was caught, I had gone crazy, i then overdosed on my anti-depressants and died for ten minutes.. They eventually revived me, they went through my room, found a gun and drugs, I was sent to 'Hope for Helping Hands." I truly think i will never have hope fora good future, They only sent me here so i wouldn't go to jail...
Hobbies:
Smoking cigarettes, Drinking, and drawing.
Siblings:
None
Crush:
None
Partner:
None
Other:
My dogs
Name:
Dynamite
Age:
6 years old
Gender:
Male
Breed:
Presa Canario
Personality:
He is greatly aggressive and protective of his human against other dogs. He is Mean and loud.
Appearance:
Details:
Scars cover his face, Muzzle, Ears, Front legs, Chest, Shoulders, Back, And his back legs.
Owner:
Amber
Siblings:
Petunia
Crush:
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History:
He was born into a litter of pups that were born from one of the best fighting dogs and one of the most beautiful females. He had at least eight other siblings. He didn't get to interact with them for longer then a few minutes before he was taken away. He never got to see his mother, or any of his siblings. He was bottle fed a certain formula, It made him grow faster, run quicker, and gain muscle mass faster then any other dog. He was thrown into the ring when he was about one year old, he fought against a smaller dog and killed it. He continued to fight for years, He was known as one of the best fighters, right under his father. Then one day, he matched his father's win record and he was put into the ring with the old dog. He had no fight left in him, Dynamite could feel sympathy in the air, wafting from the humans that watched. Dynamite attacked and the old dog put up no fight, His humans yelled at him to fight, Harder. Dynamite then quickly killed the male so he wouldn't feel anymore pain. Thats when the area lit up with flashing lights and the humans ran. Dynamite ran around the circular area, barking for his owner. Police gasped at the sight of the huge, bloody dog. He growled softly, then the grabbed a stick with a hard wire at the end. He growled louder and bared his teeth, he was afraid and they tightened the loop around his throat, He whimpered softly and they then began to walk him to the car, He walked beside the human leading him, he stepped gently, Feeling grass beneath his paws for the first time. Then he heard the crying of a pup out in the distance, The human was roughly grabbing at a pup. He growled loudly and the human walking him jumped slightly, He busted from the man's grip and charged the woman holding the pup, She screamed and dropped the puppy, He caught the pup in his jaws and carefully placed her on the ground, The tiny pup looked up at him shocked, She yipped happily and Dynamite licked her protectively, The humans watched them shocked. The man slowly approached "Its okay, boy." He cooed, Dynamite growled loudly but let the man take his leash once more, Dynamite growled at any human who attempted to take the pup from his jaws. The man led the two dogs to a large cage in the back of a truck, "Come on, Nice and easy." He helped Dynamite into the crate and then locked it. Dynamite groomed the pup, and she slept against his chest, They were never able to separate the two, and both of them were rescued by Hope for Helping Hands.
Problem: Dog Aggression.
Other:
Name:
Petunia
Age:
3 months old
Gender:
Female
Breed:
Presa Canario
Personality:
She is sweet and loving, Excited and gentle. Wiggly and loves to bark and run.
Appearance:
Details:
None
Owner:
Duke
Siblings:
Dynamite
Crush:
Mate:
History:
She cannot remember much, She remembers Dynamite saving her from the grasp of a human woman, and catching her as she fell. She has been with Dynamite and he has taught her things other dogs never could, or a human ever could, She also taught him forgiveness.
Problem:
No problem
Other:
Name:
Skidder
Age:
3 years old
Gender:
female
Breed:
Pitbull
Personality:
She is very skiddish and frightened of humans and other dogs, She is very sweet when she had warmed up to you and can be very playful and excited.
Appearance:
Details:
Scars on her back, legs, chest, and face from being whipped and from being dragged behind a car on the high way.
Owner:
Duke
Siblings:
None
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Mate:
History:
She was taken from her mother by a man, He smelt of alcohol, anger, and evil. But Skidder still loved him, Her name before the shelter took her had been Bully. She was very loving towards the man, But he would hit her for no reason, he once kicked her in the ribs, and knocked the breath from her. He would some times hit her with a whip on her muzzle and face, or any where he could hit. She would cower when he would raise his hands, she was frightened of him. Then one day, the man and his mate got into a fight, He beat her brutally, then he grabbed Skidder, tied her thickest leash to her collar and attached her to the back of his car... He started the car and drove full speed down the road, Skidder was being choked and dragged. He drove for about 15 minutes, before a cop pulled him over, He called animal control and Skidder then earned her name, She was afraid of all people, especially men.
Problem:
Abuse
Other:
Name:
Grizzly
Age:
4 years old
Gender:
Male
Breed:
Cane Corso
Personality:
He is human and dog aggressive, He is protective of food, toys, treats, etc. other then that he is very very sweet and cuddly.
Appearance:
Details: Scars on his throat and face from fighting.
Owner:
Auburn
Siblings:
None
Crush:
Mate:
History:
He was left inside an abandoned house, He defecated and urinated all over the place, and himself, He was malnourished and dehydrated. He was inexperienced with humans and dogs.
Problem:
Aggression and protectiveness of food.
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