Hi everybuddy! Happy day before Friday!
So…I was thinking abouts something yesterday.
Have you ever heard of that fancy-talking Shakespeare guy? Well, he once said, “A cheese by any other name would taste as yummy.” (Or something like that.)
So that got me thinking about names. See, all of us here in my house came with one name and then my mom and dad gave us a different name.
Brudder Cap’n Ripley’s first name was “Casper.” You know, like the ghost?
Sister Abby was called “Stormy” by her rescue peoples.
Brudder Ranger came with the name “Joe.”
And of course, my Angel Donna Fostermommy named me “Angel” when she rescued me.
Now, my mom has always felt that giving us four-leggers a new name was a way to get us started off on our new life, and help us get rid of any bad memories that might be associated with our old names. She figures we’re not traumatized by it cuz all of us seem to like our names real good.
But we know that some peoples feel like rescue doggies and kittehs have already had a lotta changes in their lives so they don’t wanna change something ELSE. And we can sure understand that.
So what about you? Did your pawrents change your name when they adopted you? Why or why not? (And if they did, I’d luv to know what your original name was!)