I love learning more about what goes into the names people choose for their puppies. Some, like me, just have something pop into their head. Others think long and hard. My new friends John and Sylvia will be taking little Achilles home – he was puppy number two, born at 11:06am. The love Greek mythology, so thus the name.
Quick backstory: the day after we rescued Jenny, we put her out in the yard with Brady for about 1/2 an hour. She freaked out, dug out of the fenced area, and ran away. Like really far away. Enter John. He found her on the side of the road (she had a collar on but no tags yet) and took her in.
I, meanwhile, was losing my mind. We’d only had her for a day, but we were already in love with her. I posted on a local Facebook group that she was missing and John sent me a message. Jenny spent the night with him and his girlfriend (Sylvia) and they too, fell in love with her. I’m so happy they brought her back and promised them a puppy. They chose this little brute:
He’s the biggest of the group and is a sweet little thing! Here he is at three weeks: