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Subject: *A beautiful border collie walks in. Her coat rippling in the sun.*

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Dream~Speaker

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Date Posted: 08:41:55 03/02/02 Sat

Name : Dream~Speaker

Nickname : Dream

Breed : Pure Border Collie

Age : 1 year old

Color: Black and White

Gender : B*tch

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Personality and past:

*She looks around and then lays down and starts to pant* I have come a long way as you can tell. *She sighs heavily and you can see that the pads on her feet are cut and bruised. You wonder... what has happened to this beautiful border collie? Why isn't she herding sheep?* I was born on a farm, of course, to a b*tch by the name of Dream Follower. My sire was named Speaker of the Gods. I was born to a litter of 7 puppies. I was the only puppy that wasn't sold, because I was the only one of the litter that didn't have anything wrong with me. My brothers and sisters either had too long of muzzles or too short of coats. *She looks at her coat. Her coat and mane sparkle in the dew of the morning.* I was used for show. *She gives a slight snort.* I did not like it beacuse I was treated very badly. Before every show, I was locked up in a box of wires. I do not know what the animals who walk on two legs call the contraption. I had a boy who loved me dearly, but didn't take care of me. He would hit me if I did something bad. I ran away because I could not stand it anymore and I was meant for herding sheep and not for walking around a ring showing my coat off. I have better sense than that! *She looks around, awaiting someone to invite her to come and live in their den.*

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