Post by alexi on May 6, 2010 5:48:18 GMT -5
name: tybalt
pronounciation: tibalt
alias: ty or tyb
age: 3 years
gender: male
breed: american pit bull terrier
appearance: he is what is considered a blue pit bull. tybalt is mostly a grayish blue color with a white stripe from his nose to just past between his eyes. he also has a white chest, and most of his front legs are white, while just his back paws are white. he has bright brown eyes. tybalt is more of the lean and tall type of pit bull, versus the short, stocky and extremely muscular type.
personality: tybalt is a strange mix of dog, personality wise. he often won't admit when he's wrong. he's very proud and worries often about his ego. he wants others to know about him, talk about him. whether it's good or bad. he'll do whatever it takes to spark controversy. he's a flirt as well. he rarely turns his nose up to a female, even if she isn't his "type". he likes to play the cat and mouse game with females. when provoked, tybalt can be incredibly aggressive. he will not back down from a challenge, whatever the risks may be. you could say that he is cocky. he knows how to get under your skin. he knows how to twist, turn and manipulate others to his advantage. he is mostly a loner, often sparking fights with others just for the hell of it. it would take a very special dog to keep his attention.
history:
tybalt was born into a fighting home on a cold winter night. his mother and father were both fighters. he had 3 brothers and two sisters. he only stayed with the owner for a few months before he was able to dig under the fence in the backyard one day. the things he had heard and seen kept him from returning "home" once he was out. at only six months old, he was a hardened dog instead of a pup. he has lived on the streets sine then, eating trash and killing small animals to survive. every human he had come into contact with had been negative. most of the time he would get a swift kick and a harsh word to drive him away. he has never known the kind touch of an owner. tybalt normally avoids human contact, mostly out of fear. one afternoon, a little girl walking with her dad spotted tybalt sitting near a restaurant trash can. she strayed from her dad's side to toss tybalt a piece of sandwich she had. at first he shied away from her, but after spotting the food, he inched toward the girl and the free snack. after gobbling it up the voice of the girl's father startled tybalt away. he scattered away to hide behind a dumpster and watched as the girl's dad furiously grabbed her arm and dragged her away, scolding her for feeding street trash. it was the only positive human contact he had received, and he has yet to forget the girl. after that, he wasn't quite as afraid of humans.
