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<< phчsícαl dєscríptíσn >>
{Calypso is rather medium sized, but even that is pushing it a little. He weighs in at about 38 pounds, and is just shy of being as tall as the average man's hip. He has a very determined look to him, and a coarse Harlequin coat with blue merle markings. He has eyebrows and other marks that are very similar to a Doberman's. Calypso's build is average, and he is sized normally under his thick coat. His paws are large and awkward with light pink paw pads at their bottom. His tail is long and curls slighly at the tip, downy fur lining the tip. His eyes hold a look of serenity, but have the tendedncy to express agression when he's angry. They are a nice hazel color; a bit more brown then green. Calypso's ears are bent forward when calm, but when angry or afraid, and up when he is intrigued or alert. His fur is normally very clean, and his teeth are a dashing white.}
<< ṉαṃε >>
{Calypso responds to Cal}
<< gєndєr >>
{Male}
<< αgє >>
{2 3/4 years old. Calypo's birthday is October 18. He is a Libra.}
<< вrєєd >>
{Calypso is a Catahoula Leopard/Australian Shepherd cross}
<< pєrsσnαlítч >>
{Mechanical: Quiet and reserved, interested in how and why things work. Excellent skills with mechanical things. Risk-takers who they live for the moment. Usually interested in and talented at extreme sports. Uncomplicated in their desires. Loyal to their peers and to their internal value systems, but not overly concerned with respecting laws and rules if they get in the way of getting something done. Detached and analytical, they excel at finding solutions to practical problems.
Nurturing: Quiet, kind, and conscientious. Can be depended on to follow through. Usually puts the needs of others above their own needs. Stable and practical, they value security and traditions. Well-developed sense of space and function. Rich inner world of observations about people. Extremely perceptive of other's feelings. Interested in serving others.
Artistic: Quiet, serious, sensitive and kind. Do not like conflict, and not likely to do things which may generate conflict. Loyal and faithful. Extremely well-developed senses, and aesthetic appreciation for beauty. Not interested in leading or controlling others. Flexible and open-minded. Likely to be original and creative. Enjoy the present moment.
Protective: Quietly forceful, original, and sensitive. Tend to stick to things until they are done. Extremely intuitive about people, and concerned for their feelings. Well-developed value systems which they strictly adhere to. Well-respected for their perserverence in doing the right thing. Likely to be individualistic, rather than leading or following.
Idealistic: Quiet, reflective, and idealistic. Interested in serving humanity. Well-developed value system, which they strive to live in accordance with. Extremely loyal. Adaptable and laid-back unless a strongly-held value is threatened. Usually talented writers. Mentally quick, and able to see possibilities. Interested in understanding and helping people.}
<< hístσrч >>
{"Honestly, my history is hard to talk about. It's my past; a terrible story of loyalty, but here goes... So I was a puppy. I lived in New York City with my owners, Chloe and Paolo. A quiet home with 2 dogs: me, and my sister Allie. Allie was another dog adopted from the pound, along with me and our dead brother Centinnial. Anyway, so it was just another day. Tuesday, I believe, and it was Autumn. The morning had skipped happily by, and the afternoon had set in. Paolo and I went to play Frisbee in the park that day. I reluctantly agreed to go, but truthfully I didn't really like Paolo. It wasn't that I actually Disliked him, but we never bonded. Chloe, however, was an angel to me."
"After about an hour of playing, we returned home. Although I loved my Chloe, I knew that a lot of other people didn't. Both she and Paolo were formerly in prison on drug charges, and I suppose they didn't learn their lesson, because once we got home they had a "session"."
"That day they were taking something much stronger than they usually did. Paolo could probably take it with ease, but Chloe didn't have a very strong threshold. And suddenly, she was coughing. It was an ominous hacking and sputtering. I barked and whined, pawing at her, then moved to Paolo. He stood there and watched her choke. I knew that he had no idea what was happening. My frantic yelps were to no avail, because soon Chloe's pale ivory skin held a purple glow, and she was gone. Her pulse had stopped.
"The paramedics arrived shortly after, taking her to the hospital. She was pronounced DOA when she arrived. Paolo was arrested and Allie was given to Chloe's sister who had many female dogs. I had no where to go. Instead of being taken to the pound, I ran away and never turned back, somehow winding up in Manhattan."}
<< rєlαtíσnshíps >>
{Calypso falls in and out of love rather easily, but when he meets the right girl, she will forever dominate his heart. As of now, he hasn't a mate or pups.}
<< єхtrα >>
{"I spend half my time just living my life, and the other half analyzing it." - David Schwimmer}
{Calypso would like the desired ranking of Delta Male, if that's alright.}
