When we were naming Coco, I wanted to pick something cute and unique. Something precious. Bill wanted a normal dog name. (After all, this is the guy who named his childhood dog Spike. I thought for sure we were going to have a Fido.) My first choice was Lady Godiva, followed by Brownie. I also liked Princess Blueberry, but Bill quickly nixed that. He said it was stupid; I thought it was charming. I wondered if that would be what it was like if we were naming our child.
But naming a dog isn't much like naming your child. You don't have to worry about the nicknames that the other dogs will call her at the dog park. Or, about feeling guilty if she doesn't feel like the name you've chosen. We don't have any personality traits linked with dog names like we do for our own names. There is no societal connotation associated with Princess Blueberry.
Looking back, after knowing Coco for more than 2 years, I can think of more appropriate names that would have fit her as an individual: Flip Flop (because her little ears flip flop when we walks), Rowdy (since she is filled with nothing but energy), or even Dyson (due to her ability to suck up and eat everything in sight).
But instead we have our lovable, snuggly, mischievous, and incredible good-natured Coco. She doesn't seem to mind her name.
|Coco assisting Mommy in treat baking.|