The R A I N will wash AWAY the xPAINx of the d a y

[.Dobie.]

{I D E N T I F I C A T I O N}

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FROSTY is the name!
It's pronounced HOW IT'S SPELT!
Call me WHATEVER YOU LIKE!
I am ONE YEAR OLD!
I have two X chromosomes, making me FEMALE!
I happen to be a WHITE GERMAN SHEPHERD, thank you!

a p p e a r a n c e: I say a I'm about more or less two feet tall to the shoulder. I am probably 65-70 lbs, more or less. I don't know, I don't go around weighing and seeing how tall I am. I have a medium length coat, medium thick. My pelt is snow white, or, well was before I became a stray. I am rather clean for a stray, but my coat is a cream from the dirt. I am already a lean dog, able to see my ribs, but now that I'm a stray is over the obvious. I have a pink nose, outlined with black.

{P E R S O N A L}

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p e r s o n a l i t y: I am very friendly, and overly trusting. More then I should be for a stray. I crave company, I'm in the process of finding a dog to put up with me all the time. I despise being a lone. Loneliness is my biggest fear. I'm loyal, I'll stick to one's side whether their wrong or right. I hate violence and wars, I crave peace in probably a way that's unnatural. I have unbelievable patience and try to understand what other's are trying to tell me, but sometimes I fail to understand. I am really talkative, but not to the point where you want to attack me or something. I am a rather emotional canine. I hate it, I'm like an open book, canines being able to read me all the time. I always seem to be the oddball, if not for my coat, for my patience, or loyalty. I never seem to fit in anywhere.

h i s t o r y: I was born to some German shepherds. Of course. I was the oddball. I was white. I just had to be white. Some dogs envy my white coat. I hate it. It's the mark to show my abandonment. No, These were not white shepherds, they were regular sheps. When the owners of my parents found me, they automatically wanted to throw me out, put me down, do Something to get rid of me. Someone found out, and wanted Me. Me, of all dogs, right? Well. She took me in and bottle fed me, did everything my mother and siblings would have done. But, she found herself a mate and a job. As a pup, I got bored and began to do what all puppies do; Chew. She couldn't afford to replace what I broke, I didn't mean to break them. I swear.. When she and her fiance got tired of me breaking things that could not pay, they tied me up outside. I laid around bored, until one day.. I began chewing on the rope that held me prisoner. One day, when no one was around, I chewed through the rope, breaking it. I ran free, my legs taking me away from my home, leaving it behind. Before I knew it, oops.. I was in the city, lost and unable to find my way back home. I've roamed here, and still do. I long for a home, but don't tell other dog's that. I still bear my blue collar, I had chewed through the rest of the rope so I wouldn't get hung in something.

{F A M I L Y} {T R E E}

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m o t h e r: Echo - Unknown
f a t h e r: Raven - Unknown
s i b l i n g s:
Cotton - Unknown
Hawk - Unknown
Crow - Deceased

[Zephyя !?]

ACCEPTED!