When Stephen and I finally got serious about looking at dogs for adoption, we came across a tiny guy named QBall. He was one of a few we met yesterday, and though he was incredibly cute (and I fell a little in love at first sight as he was very meticulously trying to attack a bit of fluff out of the air), he was more energetic than would be good in our apartment.
As we browsed doggies online, we've tried to keep the renaming impulse in check because that's far too personal before you know a dog is actually going to be coming to live with you. But we couldn't help it with QBall. When I got José, I would have liked to rename him, but I figured two and a half years old was too old - it would be too confusing. I don't think that anymore, and... well... QBall.
It's just not our kind of name.
[can i say, i still think horatio is one of the best dog names ever...]
We couldn't help but play the rename game with QBall, wondering if there was something we could come up with that rhymed or sounded similar...
Screwball...
U-Haul...
Ru Paul...
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He-he! And just so your reading public knows, YOU were the one who named your beloved family pet, Horatio.
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