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He immediately started licking my face. “What should we name him?” Sienna asked, already scratching behind the puppy’s ears. “We need something strong,” River said. “Something that sounds like a guard dog. Brutus? Thor?” “Those are terrible,” Sienna objected. “What about something farm-related? Shepherd? Ranger?” “Ranger’s not bad—” “What about Clover?” Rain suggested. “Or Barley?” They kept tossing names back and forth while I held the puppy close and felt something warm and messy twist tighter in my chest.

And slowly, he walked Becks and Juu, his pet dogs back home. After a long walk, coupled with the gaze at those awesome inscriptions on the water bottles, he thought if the bottles had identity then it was about time he gave his pet dogs an identity. He pondered over a few names that he could name his dogs. The few that popped into his head were not as catchy as he would want. Having tried a couple of names, he finally settled on Becky as the name of the female dog and Julius as the name of the male dog. But he thought a short form of their names added some ring to it. So he decided on Becks and Juu, which were the short forms of Becky and Julius respectively.

Cortland says, squatting down to snuggle the new baby. "Alright, everyone is here. Let's name him Booker," I suggest. I can sense confusion in their faces. "Tom Booker is the protagonist in The Horse Whisperer." Declan groans, "Great, now I have to think about that movie because you made me watch it over and over again." Cortland chuckles and gives me a kiss, "I like the name, babe." Declan gives him a disapproving look, and everyone chuckles. As I see a car approaching down the lane, I'm uncertain who it could be.

“What is better then Martha?” "Scarlett,” I said without thinking with my chin up. “She would be bold, fierce, world-owning.” He winced, hands on my hips. “Stripper name, Sophie. Our kid’s not twirling poles.” I shoved him, laughing, cheeks hot. "Fuck off,” I retorted, as I asked my head for more names “Luna, Bella, Daisy—”“ Dog names,” he cut in, with a smirk on his face, pulling me close. “Labradoodle vibes."

the one with short brown hair said. She smiled at the woman and glanced around at each person who spoke. “Raine.” “Simon.” “Books.” “Liam.” “It’s nice to meet you all.” Ava landed her gaze on Books. “Is that a nickname?” “No, miss. That is my name.” “Books wasn’t named in his pack. They decreed he wasn’t worth being granted one, and seeing as he loves to read, we named him Books.” She saw the pride in Books’ face. “Best day of my life being found by this pack.” He tapped his chest with his fist. “Pack rules.” Caspian laughed.

She was excited to get out of his arms, and ran to Samoyed to touch his head, the dog gently rubbed her head in her palm, making Cassandra grin. She looked up at Cathy, "Uncle Grandpa, you give it to me, it's mine. I want to give her a new name." Melissa gave him the name Devon when he was warming up. Although it was snow-white and cute, it was also big, with long hair and sturdy hair. That's how it was named. Cathy squatted next to the little girl, touched Devon's head, and said to Cassandra, "Of course, it was Stephanie for Stephanie."

After an unsuccessful day of calls to almost everyone in her whole town, Atzi sat and contemplated the Husky's new name. She was at a loss for words when it came to a good pet nameas he was her very first one to have. She eventually settled with the name Demon because of the mean look he was currently giving her from rattling off various names. Motus only gave a disgruntled grunting huff as her name choice.

I add Denali, Yukon, Mako, Aspen, Aurora, Luna, Indigo, Sasha, Kyra, Kira, and a few others. I type “wolf names” into the search engine and the second site excites me. The names are dire wolves, the mythological-like dogs, adopted by the Stark children on HBO’s Game of Thrones. I’m a huge GOT fan. The names include: Ghost, Lady, Summer, Nymeria, Shaggy Dog, and Grey Wind. I quickly move my curser to number two on my list and insert Nymeria, Ghost, and Lady. This moves all other names farther down the list of possibilities. I circle Nymeria, as Arya Stark is a favorite character of mine.

"I saw a commercial about an alarm system that could do that." "Well, then yes, that would suck really, really bad." We all laughed. "And the best part ... okay, the only good part ... is that she's finally getting a dog!" Ruthie announced. Isaac perked up. "Hey! That's pretty cool. What kind?" "He's a German shepherd and a retired police dog." "Awesome," said Phoebe. "What's his name?" "Knox." "Nice name," smiled Isaac. "I'm good with animals. I'd love to come by and meet him. And I can help if you need any training tips."

I complained. I sat on a hay bale and it slumped down in front of me, allowing me to stroke its fur. It was such an enormous dog. I wondered if its owners knew that it had wandered off. I couldn’t see a collar around its neck. Maybe it was a stray dog? “I’ve been thinking of a name for you. How about, Princess?” I suggested. The dog huffed through its nose and its entire body shuddered. “You don’t like that, huh? Oh, okay. Well, how about Misty? No. What about Luna? Jeez, what about Angel? Daisy? Aurora? Really? But she’s my favorite princess. You don’t prefer any of those names?” I asked.