We decided to wait to see his overall personality.
Well, last night, as we watched him tossing his big pillow up in the air for about the tenth time, running underneath it, and skidding to a halt down on his belly so that the pillow “plops” into the correct position on top of him (and his collection of torn up tennis balls and rawhides), we decided that “Shorty” is just fine with his name.
Even though he *would* look absolutely awesome in a top-hat, it turns out he’s just not that dignified of a dog.
He’ll fit right in with the rest of us, who, it turns out, also look absolutely killer in top-hats but are not that terribly dignified either.
CUAgain,
Daniel Meyer