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Name:
June
Age:
3 1/2 years
Gender:
Female
Breed:
Unknown
Sub-Breed(s):
Unknown
Appearance:
June has long poofy ebony colored fur. Her eyes are a chocolately brown, that can melt even the coldest of hearts. June has a long feathery tail, that ends with a white tip. Her ears are two ivory triangles atop the ebony.
Her chin is white, and the white leads down to her chest and to her underside. The tips of her black paws are white. Her nose is a light pink, and gives her a quirky look atop the black and white.
Her teeth that used to be iridescent, are now tinted with yellow and black. Her ear is split and June's fluffy pelt is matted. She walks with a pernament limp, from being kicked in the hindquarters.
Her neck is severely injured. When Molly left her, she failed to take the collar off. So now, years later, it is inveded into her neck causing it to ooze and bleed. It has a sickly odor to it, and flies swarm to it.
Personality:
June is quiet and timid. Her heart was broken when Molly left her, and doesn't trust easily. She doesn't take to change too well, and sticks to places that are familiar and comforting. Even if that means being captured by the dog catcher and ending with the same fate as her mother. On the rare chance someone can break through the barriers that were built up, they have a friend for life. June is very loyal, and would do anything for her friends.
History:
June was born late in winter. Her mother decided to birth her puppies under a porch of a group home. The kids in the group home knew about her being there and would feed her scraps that they could smuggle out of the house. The kids adored her, and would shower her with attention. But the lady of the house despised animals of any sort. But the kids hid June's mother best they could. It worked, up until it was time for June to come into the world.
That night, after the kids had gone to bed, June's mother had gone into labor. In total, June's mother had 4 puppys. But during the night, cold seeped into the tiny bones of the other 3 pups, and slowly they froze to death. June survived with the constant warmth provided by her mother's body and tongue.
In the morning the kids ran out of the house. They greeted the new bundle of fur with enthusiasm, but were beckoned to school with the arrival of the big yellow bus. June's mother knew to be quiet and not make a sound, but June on the otherhand, did not. During the day she whined and whimpered and the lady heard it. She went outside and looked under the porch. There they were, June, her mother, and three frozen bodys. The lady shrieked and ran to the house, dialing the dog catcher as fast as her small boney fingers could. Before the dog catcher got there, the big yellow bus rode up again. The kids ran to the yard and hugged and petted the two. Then the dog catcher's van rolled to a stop in front of their yard.
The kid's watched in horror as the dog catcher slipped a noose over June's mother's neck. As the mother dog struggled, June was scooped up by a little girl. Quickly the girl ran inside the house, up the stairs, and into a small room. June was placed on a bed and the little girl sat next to the small puppy.
The little girl was named Molly. She had long golden locks of hair, tied into two pigtails with pink ribbons. The freckled face had a small nose, long eyelashes, beautiful big brown eyes. Around her neck lay a silver locket.
Molly looked upon the small puppy, her face tender and caring. Slowly a tentative hand went and stroked the small form. June was safe and warm.
The next day, June was thrust into a basket, and pushed under the bed. Molly rushed to school, and when she came back, an aqua collar in her hand. Sewed into it with black, was the word June. Molly put the collar around the puppy's neck, and clasped it. June drifted into sleep as Molly smiled at the small form. Molly promised to protect the puppy, to care for it.
Four weeks after that moment, June was an energetic ball of fur. She couldn't stay locked up in that room forever, Molly knew that. But still, Molly couldn't let the puppy run around the house. After school Molly brought June to the park. And with a heavy heart, walked away. Leaving her best friend behind. June tried to follow, but Molly walked too fast. Leaving June alone.
Since then, June lived on the streets, learning from others, trying to survive.
Pound/Shelter:
No
Siblings:
All died at birth
Extra/Other:
We Will Survive
