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“Silly me, of course, my doggo needs a name.” She snarled and I giggled. “Domino.” “I can live with it.” “I chose it 'cause it starts with ‘d’ for doggo.” She snarled at me and I giggled then patted her. “You’re talking to you wolf?” Xavier asked as he looked at me and sipped a glass of water. “Yeah, her name’s Domino.” “Mine’s Jade.” He responded and I smiled. “How’s your relationship with your wolf,” I asked with curiosity.

Nizhoni smiled wider. “Jack, Zhoni and I have a surprise for you.” Jaxsen smiled. “You do? What is it?” “You ready?” Jaxsen nodded, biting his lower lip. When Sebastian opened the truck door Jaxsen gasped. “He’s mine?” Sebastian knelt down next to the very large dog that sat expectantly at Jaxsen’s feet, and stroked his back. “Yep. And he’s still pretty young. Not quite a year yet. His name is Cannibal.”

He used her full name, as no nickname had already been mentioned and the idea of making one up was just out of his reach, “Dogs need a lot of attention and time, and I don’t think I’d be able to give a dog all my attention.” Bo glanced down, watching as the girl made a face that gave her the appearance of someone much wiser before shrugging. “Makes sense.” She nodded surely, before smiling brightly as she continued to speak, “We have a dog, his name is Dedos, it means fingers, because when we got him he liked to nibble on fingers.”

’ ‘And howling and howling,’ Ben assured her. Kerrien was amused. She wondered how Martine had taken that. It must have quite put an end to any expectation she might have had of passionate lovemaking. It wouldn’t have mattered after all, Kerrien thought, if she had been there. Then she realized that she would probably have had the chore of sitting up with the puppy. ‘He’s a setter,’ Jodie said proudly. ‘He’s called Lloyd.’ ‘That’s an unusual name,’ Kerrien said. ‘Who thought of that?’

He didn’t know me, and he was probably a criminal for Pete’s sake, but I was the one who felt embarrassed. “What’s your group’s name?” I soldiered on, my inability to stay silent when I was nervous working against me. “My group?” He raised an eyebrow. “Your club. Whatever.” He studied the road again. “Dogs of Fire.” “Why did you pick that?” I asked. “I didn’t.” “Why did your group… I mean, club, pick that?” Booker shrugged. “Don’t know.” “You don’t know why they picked it?” I studied his profile and saw his jaw lock. “Sorry, not my business.”

Mia's POV The autumn breeze carried the scent of fallen leaves as I watched Gasoline bound across the park lawn, his golden-brown fur catching the morning light. He raced ahead, then circled back, as if making sure I was still following. For a former stray, he'd adapted remarkably fast and well to domestic life - though his enthusiasm sometimes overwhelmed even me. "Gasoline!" I called as he charged toward a group of dogs near the walking path. "Be nice!" "Interesting name choice," Nate commented beside me, expertly handling the leashes of his three dogs. "Most people go with Max or Buddy."

"Are you sure she doesn't want to talk to you at all?" 'She doesn't. Didn't even want to ask me the names of my dogs. She just went ahead and named them whatever she wanted. Oreo and Chunky Monkey." He rolled his eyes in disapproval. "My goldfish are now called Tiklu and Piklu, and angelfish are Chunnu and Munnu, if you are interested in knowing. And my horse is Buchkoo. God knows what the hell that means." Aaron burst out laughing. "Must be some Indian snack names. They sound cute."

The other dogs gave him a wide berth, and I wondered if he was the alpha of the pack or just temperamental. The sound of steps crunched in the snow behind me. “Stay away from that one,” Albert said. “He is not right in the head.” The dog was probably the only one who was right in the head in this place. “What’s his name?” I asked. “Khaos.” “Zdravstvuy, Khaos,” I whispered. I turned to Albert and shoved the empty plate against his stomach. He grunted and grabbed the fine china before it fell.

Beth swore, cutting potatoes in the kitchen. Giggling, Sarah moved closer to her and laid her head on Beth's shoulder. "He's not doing it on purpose, Bethy. Besides, I promise I'll take care of you later." "If you don't, I might just jump him," she replied, a smirk on her face. "So did you ever name your puppy?" Tilting her head, Sarah thought for a second. "What are the other puppies' names?" "Mine is Einstein, Mike's is Max, Danni's is Princess, but I don't know about Emma," Beth replied.

afterwards, he scrambled downstairs as he is currently racing the time. I chuckled as I started to go on about my day, I continued writing my book as my editor is already bugging me about it. Afterwards, I went to put my sweater and jacket on along with a scarf, gloves, and a scarf as I have to walk our dog named Pook. He’s an Alaskan Malamute. He is one of the biggest blessing that came to us. “Pook, come here boy” He came to the door right away so I quickly put him in a leash, then I grabbed his poop bags before we headed out for his walk.