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.:Name:.
Allison
.:Nickname:.
Ali or Gum
.:Gender:.
Female
.:Size:.
Great Dane
.:Personality:.
-Shy-
Allison is a shy JBD. She doesn't like having all the attention on her.
If that happens, she blushes a deep red and gets fidgety and nervous.
-Kindhearted-
Even though Allison is shy, she is kind to anyone and everyone she meets.
She doesn't like mean or rude people, and always stands up for the ones she loves.
-Humble-
Allison doesn't strive for attention. She loves to help people, regardless of if she gets the credit.
She feels good about doing good deeds, and feels no need to have recognition for it.
-Smart-
Allison is very smart. She loves to read and is always up for learning new things.
If asked, she will say that her books are the reason she is so intelligent.
-Quiet-
Allison doesn't care for loud and boisterous people.
She would much rather curl up with a good book than be in a large group.
-Helpful-
Allison loves to help people. You can always count on her.
If someone is in need, she will drop everything without a second thought.
.:How I Became Gum:.
-Long Version-
The story behind Gum is both a bit tragic(for me) and a bit funny(for all).
When i was younger, i didn't like being told i couldn't do something. It all started one
summer morning, when I asked my mommy for a piece of gum. I wanted to go outside
and see how big of a bubble i could blow. She told me no, on account that i would make
a mess and get it stuck in my fur. I, of course, didn't like that. After she'd went back to
her previous task, i snuck into her bag and took the pack of berry flavored bubblegum,
going outside and behind our home. I hid in a small clearing, surrounded by brush, and
emptied the entire pack onto the ground. There were about eight sticks of gum in the pile.
I carefully took the wrappers off, popping each piece into my mouth as i did so. The gum
was really yummy; Flavored like blueberries mixed with blackberries. After i chewed the
gum enough to get it bubble-blowing ready, i started to blow bubbles. The first few were
relatively small, but then they started growing bigger. I got excited and tried to blow the
biggest one ever. It got even bigger then my head before i touched it and it popped on my
muzzle. I giggled and kept blowing ginormous bubbles. After about 20 minutes, i noticed
that my fingers were a sticky. I looked down at myself and yipped in surprise. I was COVERED
in bubblegum. I heard footfalls nearby and knew it was my mommy looking for me. "Ali? Are
you okay?" i heard her ask. "Yes...?" I answered, sounding more like i was asking a question
myself. She walked into the clearing and her eyes went wide. "Did you get into my gum?" she
asked in a deadly calm voice. uh-oh i thought, nodding sheepishly. I knew I was in BIG
trouble for this. At least I smells good was my last thought as the lecture started.
I was helped home and sat in a chair so she could get all the bubblegum from my fur.
It took FOREVER, and it hurt. She sat me in the tub for a while till the gum was looser,
and then she had to comb through it to get all the gum out. It kept pulling my fur, but
i knew it was my fault that it hurt. If i had listened to my mom i wouldn't have gotten
in that mess in the first place. After a couple hours, my fur was finally 100% cleaned
out, and i gladly went to bed. Ever since that day, i've had the nickname 'Gum'. I can
laugh about my 'sticky' situation now, but back then, it was a horrible experience.
-Short Version-
This is an interesting story, actually.
Ya see, one day when i was little, i asked for some bubblegum.
My mom, being smart as she is, told me no. So what do i do?
I go ahead and sneak a couple sticks. Okay, more than a couple.
My mom found me about 20 minutes later, COVERED in bubblegum.
It took FOREVER to get all of that stuff out of my fur!
Ever since then, I've been nicknamed Gum.

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