[ female ] - [ shiba inu ] - [ no relationship ] - [ four years ]→ " i am Sniper Rifle. though please, call me Sniper it is so much easier than that long name. i am a full blood, light gold and white, female, Shiba Inu, at the young age of four years. i weigh 18.32 pounds and from ground to shoulder i am 14.15 inches. my mother was a house pet, my litter was her first. as for my father he was a show dog. i was born alongside three brothers, Dingy, Romgade, and Fui. we were born June 30th at 4:15 am. pretty early in the morning. as we grew up we were taught to sit and basic show dog skills which none of us ended up using. Dingy and Fui were bought together and live out in the country with two border collies. while Romgade was bought by a man in Canada and he is now a search and rescue dog. as for me, i was the last to be bought, and was sold to a young woman and her husband. they had a child three days before i turned one year old, and i soon became his. so my owner is a three and a half year old boy, by the name of Quinn. i love him dearly, as if he would be my own son. though i am not alone in my house, i share it with two others. two cats, Duken and Tinker. they are a riot if i say so myself. both of them are siblings and like to get into things all the time. including my kennel. though i tend to not complain."
→ " some people say i am spunky. which almost always confuses me because i hardly speak a word. one thing i know i am is that i am protective. protective over my family and Quinn. all night i keep on guard, any little noise, any little stir wakes me up. i instantly go investigate to make sure it is not a person trying to get into the house, or if it is just the cats fooling around. during walks while Quinn holds my leash and drags me around the play park i watch him, keeping close to his side. though i always look back to make sure the older masters are okay. it is as if i am always on guard. only, what kind of dog would i be if i was just protective? well i'm not, i am what you would call adventurous. always poking my head where i shouldn't be. never stopping even when the road ends. i keep moving, traveling and always seeking a new place to bury my bones. i highly doubt there is a place in town that i haven't explored. most people in town know who i am because i tend to escape the yard by the hole in the back fence and romp through town. some shop owners let me in to cool off till my owners get back from where ever they went.
in a dog sense i am pretty sweet and playful. others think i am annoying and don't seem to calm down for anything. always asking for a game of play, of talking up a storm in others ears. though harsh words hardly escape my maw unless i have a very good reason to do. which i never really do, i'm not as brave as most people think. i am actually pretty submissive towards some other, larger dogs. if i don't think i will a fight against i will not try to mess with you. though when you come to my house it is my house and i will fight you till i die. though i am normally accepting and sweet when it comes to most others and i enjoy the company of other canines around me. i am also what you would call a good strategist or planner. i can think of a way to catch a hare without messing up quickly. or if we need a trash can knocked over, but there is a bunch of stuff in the way, i can think of a way to get over that stuff. OH! another thing i am also very thinkative. which in my book means i think a lot. that is the only thing on the planet that could ever possibly shut me up and keep me from annoying everyone. "
→ " i don't have much of a history. coming from a breeder i was never able to create much of a history for myself. i guess i could just tell some cool things about my past years. when i was about a month old me and my brothers were just let out into the backyard for the first time. that was when we met our father. he was not that interesting, and was in fact a butt. if Dingy or Fui tried to play with him, he would snap at them. once he actually hurt Fui pretty bad. i felt for him, but since then i never went up to him, or even really looked at him. while my mother was a sweetheart, always willing to play with us and give us the light of day. my brothers loved to chase me around and take my toys as well as my food. Romgade didn't, he mostly played fair with me. as we aged at that house we all grew pretty smart of the area, and learned how to walk on a show leash, and a normal leash. we were there till about two months old. that when they were all bought out. a couple people looked me over, but thought i was just too playful and adventurous for them. so i was always passed up. then when Ireland and Oliver came along, they thought i was perfect for their crazy household. and i guess i was, because i feel right at home here.
when i first got here, they took about two months to name me. i'm glad it didn't take longer. i was seriously getting tired of being called 'girl'. once they named me, they took me to the store and bought me all kinds of things. collars, a couple coats for winter, a kennel, a really big one, and a bunch of other things. they put the tags on me and said i was officially theirs once they did. it was just me, Prince, and Tinker for the first nine months i lived there. then Quinn was born. he smelled funny, but liked to play with my ears and hug me all the time. we often laid on the couch together for a little while. as he grew up, i did too, and i became his balance for when he started walking. his first word was Snip. because he couldn't fully say Sniper. since then i became Snip to him. sometimes he would call me by Snip-Snip. we basically became buddies and best friends. now that he is three he likes to throw the ball for me, or hold the leash during a walk. i learned not tug on the leash, last time i did he fell...so i don't pull anymore. "
→ " i do not have a love life. i am a single pringle ready to mingle. haha. being four years old, i have gone into heat multiple times, but during those times, i am kept on watch. i am almost always on a leash and monitored so a brute doesn't mate with me. they have thought about breeding me to the same breed, but they never do because they have Quinn to take care of, and don't want a whole bunch of puppies with a four year old in the house. that and they don't want me snapping at Quinn once they are born. so i do not have a mate, nor do i have a crush. "
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[ male ] - [ siberian husky ] - [ no relationship ] - [ four years ]→ " i am Canine. i am a four year old Siberian husky. i am blue and white, the common husky colors. i am 22 inches at my shoulders and weigh 58.3 pounds. i was one of the biggest out of my litter. my father was a sled dog, on a team of six. my mother was a show dog. so our family was built around being strong and beautiful. i had six other siblings, which i account as a lot. my sisters were, Marcie, Lilly, Tokaro, and River. my brothers were, Duke and Token. out of all of us, the only on to move on and become a show dog was Lilly. aside from me, the rest of them went of to be sled dogs with our dad. i haven't seen them in forever. the only reason i didn't go on to do anything was because my mothers owner needed money from our litter. i was her money, because she kept Lilly and gave the rest to our fathers owner."
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