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newest character on Mushroom Grove , my "bully" whippet Golddust. it's a fascinating phenomenon -> [link] although I feel bad for the dogs. the last thing they need is some idiot that decides they look cool and starts breeding them on purpose. :\

History:
Golddust was born much to his breeders' dismay and chagrin. Both his parents were extremely fast dogs on the whippet racing circuit, and they had had high hopes for the litter that would result from the union of such a pair. As they grew older, four of the five puppies looked perfectly healthy and normal, but Golddust was hardly recognisable as a whippet. His muscles bulged from his sides, giving him the look of some strange hybrid dog on steroids, and to top it all off, he wasn't even particularly fast, his heavy cramp-prone muscle putting him at a disadvantage to his sleek, swift brothers and sisters. Feeling him to be useless, his breeder promptly disposed of him at a local animal shelter.

The as-yet-unnamed puppy was spotted by a young man who took him to be some kind of pit bull cross. Imagining the dog to be his ticket into the fighting rings, the youth hurried the whippet pup home and began his 'training', taunting him, trying to get him to snap. The dog, puzzled and alarmed by this, usually sought refuge by slinking away with his ears flat, only resorting to unwilling bared teeth and bites when he was backed into a corner, terrified. Annoyed at the lack of response from what he had thought was a fighting dog, the youth often took his frustrations out on the dog himself.

Finally, desperate, the man decided to take the dog to the ring anyway, thinking that perhaps other dogs would be the key to unlocking the ferocity that he still felt sure was somewhere in that deep muscled chest. It might have gone very ill with the dog if the fighting ring had not been swarmed upon by police that very night he was scheduled for his first fight, the dog fighters caught and the dogs taken away.

At this point in time the young dog was about a year and a few months of age, and when his new foster owner first saw him he was cringing and shivering in his crate, obviously traumatised. The dog was quickly rushed to a vet to be treated for any physical injuries, and over the next half a year he was worked with to overcome the mental and emotional scars that had been inflicted upon him by his uncaring dogfighter master. It was also during this time that it was discovered he was in fact a double-muscled whippet, and not any kind of mastiff or bull dog.

The dog was named Golddust, for the golden brindled spotting that decorated his white coat, and he was eventually adopted by a young whippet handler named Johnny had just moved to Mushroom Grove. Underneath the muscle and bulk, Golddust was still a whippet at heart, and he responded eagerly to Johnny. The two remain together to this day, and Golddust has even found good friends in the two whippets owned by Johnny's good friend, Beth.

Description
newest character on Mushroom Grove , my "bully" whippet Golddust. it's a fascinating phenomenon -> [link] although I feel bad for the dogs. the last thing they need is some idiot that decides they look cool and starts breeding them on purpose. :\

History:
Golddust was born much to his breeders' dismay and chagrin. Both his parents were extremely fast dogs on the whippet racing circuit, and they had had high hopes for the litter that would result from the union of such a pair. As they grew older, four of the five puppies looked perfectly healthy and normal, but Golddust was hardly recognisable as a whippet. His muscles bulged from his sides, giving him the look of some strange hybrid dog on steroids, and to top it all off, he wasn't even particularly fast, his heavy cramp-prone muscle putting him at a disadvantage to his sleek, swift brothers and sisters. Feeling him to be useless, his breeder promptly disposed of him at a local animal shelter.

The as-yet-unnamed puppy was spotted by a young man who took him to be some kind of pit bull cross. Imagining the dog to be his ticket into the fighting rings, the youth hurried the whippet pup home and began his 'training', taunting him, trying to get him to snap. The dog, puzzled and alarmed by this, usually sought refuge by slinking away with his ears flat, only resorting to unwilling bared teeth and bites when he was backed into a corner, terrified. Annoyed at the lack of response from what he had thought was a fighting dog, the youth often took his frustrations out on the dog himself.

Finally, desperate, the man decided to take the dog to the ring anyway, thinking that perhaps other dogs would be the key to unlocking the ferocity that he still felt sure was somewhere in that deep muscled chest. It might have gone very ill with the dog if the fighting ring had not been swarmed upon by police that very night he was scheduled for his first fight, the dog fighters caught and the dogs taken away.

At this point in time the young dog was about a year and a few months of age, and when his new foster owner first saw him he was cringing and shivering in his crate, obviously traumatised. The dog was quickly rushed to a vet to be treated for any physical injuries, and over the next half a year he was worked with to overcome the mental and emotional scars that had been inflicted upon him by his uncaring dogfighter master. It was also during this time that it was discovered he was in fact a double-muscled whippet, and not any kind of mastiff or bull dog.

The dog was named Golddust, for the golden brindled spotting that decorated his white coat, and he was eventually adopted by a young whippet handler named Johnny had just moved to Mushroom Grove. Underneath the muscle and bulk, Golddust was still a whippet at heart, and he responded eagerly to Johnny. The two remain together to this day, and Golddust has even found good friends in the two whippets owned by Johnny's good friend, Beth.