Sylvester

Adopted: https://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=124&t=4652453 

Owner: Gasparluna844

Name: Sylvester

Gender: Male

Phenotype: Black and Cream Sable Irish White

Genotype: AA BB Ccr Dd Ee hh kk mm sisi tt YY

Trial Results:

Conformation: (Total Points: 3)

Round 11:

-Best of Opposite (3 points)

Fast Coursing: (Total Points: 3)

Round 12:

-2nd Place (3 points)

Lure Coursing: (Total Points: N/A)

Relationship with his little bird friend (Prompt):

This little friendship didn't exactly start out in the best way.

Sylvester was just laying outside, enjoying the sunlight and the quiet but pleasant afternoon until he saw something yellow out of the corner of his eye. As he turned his head to look at it, it was gone so he shrugged it off, then he saw it again to his left so he glanced to his side but it disappeared once more. Knowing that he was probably being toyed with, he just decided to ignore it, moving his head down to rest on his paws to sleep for a little bit.

His 5 seconds of attempted sleep were going great until he felt a small weight on top of his head, he swatted it away with his paw and went back to what he was doing. That only lasted 5 more seconds till the weight returned, with a grumble it was removed once more via swatting, he also placed his paws on his head so whatever it was couldn't use that method to annoy him. Unluckily for him, his newfound company was quite creative, soon enough he felt a peck on his right cheek and he snapped at whatever it was, not intending to hurt it but to simply scare it away. It didn't work however, right after he did that a peck came to his left check, with a sigh he finally opened his eyes.

It was a bird, a small one in fact, that was very determined to make sure he wasn't able to have a nap. Getting up with a huff, he stared at the little creature, leaning his face close to it "So the thing that's been bothering the everloving biscuits out of me is a tweety bird? Don't you have something better to do? Go annoy someone else" he told the bird, softly growling at it before he walked back to his home, he didn't feel like being out and about anymore. Right behind him, the avian followed, it was not at all scared of the big dog since it could tell it was just bark and no bite... That afternoon at Sylvester's house was filled with a lot of barking and almost laugh-like chirping.

After a few months and a bunch of encounters between them, the two ended up actually getting along, the old dog soon came to learn that when his small buddy was bored he'd do absolutely everything to get someone's attention so they could play with him. Which was exactly the reason why Sylvester got pestered so frequently at first before making that discovery, even with that helpful tip that he found out, it doesn't mean that he won't bicker with Tweety (he couldn't help himself, from the day they met the name stuck) when the tiny bird gets a little bit too rough with his playing, but it's in a friendly way. His pal is full of energy, Sylvester loves watching him fly around while he happily chirps, he can barely keep up sometimes when they're going somewhere, regularly having to run to catch up to his speed.

Nevertheless, they also have moments of calm, usually with Sylvester relaxing on his owner's sofa while Tweety is nestled between his paws, singing whatever comes to his little bird mind.