We have had a busy day, der Brucer and I.
It began with a call from one of the pet rescue operations. A woman and her husband, who live a few towns away from us, have a pup they have decided they cannot take care of. The pup is too feisty and active, and is going to get much larger before she is fully grown. The problem is, the woman and her hubby don't have a digital camera...
Could der Brucer take some pics, to help advertise said pup on the rescue op's internet site?
So, we headed on down to where the woman and her husband live, and met the pup. She (the pup, not the woman) is about four months old, and very lively. And she appears to be part Dalmatian, maybe more than half.
(Anyone see where this is going?)
After taking several pics, we bid the couple and pup farewell, and went northward to take care of several errands and visit with der B's daughter and family.
On our way home, the discussion began. Yes, Fletcher needs a younger companion, someone he can play with, which the other dogs seem to not want to do. And this little girl has a wondeful, sparkling personality.
By the time we settled down for dinner, we were discussing names. Fletcher is a good name...well, a good sirname. It doesn't roll off the tongue easily, never has, never will.
Der Brucer was suggesting we go with commedia d'ell arte names, since Dals go so well with pointy hats and pantaloons. I was more into the idea of giving them both the initials "J. B. F." It's an Angela Lansbury reference, of course.
That said, I proposed re-naming Fletcher with the full name of Joshua Balthezar Fletcher. And the girl pup would become Jessica.
Jessica Bananas Foster.
(They can't have the same last name, they're not littermates, nowhere close.)
This would follow our habit of naming pairs of dogs with the same first initial. Marty and Mikey. Bonnie and Buster. Josh and Jessie.
Whether this actually happens remains to be seen, of course.
Personally, I think we're absolutly nuts.
