We couldn't even wait until we got him home. Within an hour of acquiring our new dog, we had him sudsed up, scrubbed down and smelling good for his future mate, Miss America. I'm glad this dog doesn't have to go out into the real world to find his own mate, because I fear he might get teased because of his full name. Jillian
suggested Mr. Ronald Reagan and I fell in love with it: Mr. Reagan and Miss America-brilliant! However, Sean was insistent on naming his
dog, Captain something-or-other: "When I call them both back to me I'll say "Captain America...Here!"" Oh, obviously
. When I told Jillian his official name was Mr. Captain Ronald Reagan, she just about died of laughter and repeated it back to me in a questioning sort of manner. I'm pretty sure there were tears squeezed out of her eyes from laughing so hard. So, in order to not embarrass ourselves, or our dog too much, we officially dropped the, "Mr." We call him Reagan around the house, so I'm sure there will be a bit of frustration when we take him in public and Sean is yelling out, "Captain America," in his proudest voice only to find his dog running the other way.
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