Brindle

I snatch at the puppy closest to me, the brindle, which is limp in my hand, and shove it down my shirt.

It is brindle. Stripes of black and brown ride its ribs like a zebra’s.

Sorely too as I laboured and toiled, the reward of toil would not come ; already my back began to curve, and my hair to brindle itself with gray, yet I saw no luck before me.

It is the perfect opposition of dark and light that brindles the tiger with gold flame and dark flame.

The darkest areas (the points) may brindle or become bleached by brilliant sunlight, especially in chocolate and white points.