Originally posted by LEURgood story
Years ago an apparently abandoned dog showed up on our property...so...we took it in...
wasn't the first, wasn't the last.. Good friends we knew had a son, about 11 years old who was an avid baseball fan.. he knew history, he knew statistics...AVID. We asked him to come up with a name for our new adoption. He said "I'll pick a name of a baseball player. What a ...[text shortened]... ondent, but suddenly jumped up and shouted "I GOT IT!....BABE RUTH!
And so, Babe Ruth it was.
my first pet was a cat I named Mickey
I don't remember why
Originally posted by apathistScuff (barnyard mutt)
I mean names for pets. What, and why? They are part of your life. Tell us about them.
Baby (Lhasa Apso girl)
Emily (Lhasa Apso girl)
Buddy (stray who stayed, thought was a boy, found out he was a she kitty)
Bruce (record-breaking stupid English Mastiff)
Ten year break
LeBron James (church carnival goldfish who lasted over a month! )
Manny (beloved Australian shepherd who's untimely death was directly my fault)
Leaving only...
Spiderman ($5 boy cat who is deathly afraid of our three year old, but is willing to be loved by anyone else)