Name: Bramble
Gender: Male Breed: Border Collie Orientation: Straight Mate: Hazel Pups: Litter preview on the AN! Friends: -none- Personality: Bramble is a spunky, playful and mischievous border collie who is fall-themed! He thinks pumpkin pie is the best thing in the world, and so he brings a pumpkin with him everywhere, looking for someone to bake him a pie. When he's not pulling pranks, Bramble considers himself quite the ladies' man. Don't you see the beautiful sparkle in his violet eyes? Can resell, trade, gift, revamp and breed. |
Bramble is named after the fruit. As a pup, there was a brambleberry bush where he lived. His mother always told him that the berries were too sour to eat and too hard to make jam with, so he (of course) decided to tackle the challenge. When his parents weren't looking, he snuck off and picked the berries. Bramble had never made jam before, but he was determined to prove his mother wrong.
After several attempts, he ended up with a mashed-up orange goo covered his paws, tail, and ears! Bramble proclaimed it finished and brought it too his parents. They were stunned that he had done it (and that he'd managed to avoid their attention - Bramble wasn't the sharpest crayon in the box, after all). Still, they refused to eat it because of the sourness.
"It's not sour!" he protested. "I'll show you!" And so, he proceeded to gorge himself on the jam. His eyes widened, and his tail permanently curled up from his strain to stop himself from spitting it out. Bramble's jaw worked, and finally he swallowed it.
When he looked up, his parents saw that his face was covered with the brambleberry jam. "That'll be your name," they decided, and he was Bramble from then on.
After several attempts, he ended up with a mashed-up orange goo covered his paws, tail, and ears! Bramble proclaimed it finished and brought it too his parents. They were stunned that he had done it (and that he'd managed to avoid their attention - Bramble wasn't the sharpest crayon in the box, after all). Still, they refused to eat it because of the sourness.
"It's not sour!" he protested. "I'll show you!" And so, he proceeded to gorge himself on the jam. His eyes widened, and his tail permanently curled up from his strain to stop himself from spitting it out. Bramble's jaw worked, and finally he swallowed it.
When he looked up, his parents saw that his face was covered with the brambleberry jam. "That'll be your name," they decided, and he was Bramble from then on.