(my favorites were Muhtar and Timur when I was little, but they're more fitting for bigger dogs, somehow.
Then it was Bim, but that was so sad a movie/a book, everyone was crying. I bet even some murderous mafiosos were. These can be very sentimental. And it was a good movie. "White Bim Black Ear")
To your question: I know nothing about this dog other than he’s a Russian dog named Bim who -uh-oh- probably dies. Actually, I have an idea 💡 just like that! Combined with another idea related to Tintin for reasons that are hush-hush, top-secret. 😆 Your name is a contender!
I had a little dog once whose name was Little Dog. We couldn't figure out what to name her so a bunch of my mom's students put a slip of paper with a name on it in a box and then I drew one and that's what I drew! Little Dog was a good dog.
Cat names were not a strong point at our house or indicators of future creativity: Mother Cat, Blackie, Pinkie, Reddie, Precious, Precious Two, Pelé, Lady Grey, and, when all creative hope was lost: Nipshkins.
For a portion of my childhood, I spent an untold number of weekends as the "junior handler" of a spirited, pheomenal English Setter named Widgeon. I was dressed in a red bow tie, with a checked blue jacket, and those wallaby shoes that cut off the circulation when laced up too tight. It's not clear whether I enjoyed the dog showing parts. My father loved dog shows. We drove everywhere. . . Yes, after the duck...
Kenneth, this is a world I don't know anything about! A red bow tie? A checked blue jacked? Wallaby shoes? (I went and found a picture.) An English Setter? (Went and found a picture. That's quite a dog!) What do you mean by "yes, after the duck?" ... my wife and I live in NYC and the dog shows was here recently and on a whim we came oh, so close to getting tickets, but, sigh, it was cold, and the whim passed.
I had the great fortune of sitting in an estate lawyer’s office last week with a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel plopped in my lap. But wait, there’s more. Her name was Rosa and she may be the only small dog to ever survive a mountain lion attack. A few years back she was spotted IN THE MOUTH OF A MOUNTAIN LION, carried over a fence and up a tree, and then finally dropped fourteen feet to safety with only a few puncture wounds to show for it. This little gal was soft and cuddly and tiny, but the spirit of mountain lion was alive and well in her. She’d make a great heroine in one of your stories.
I think her story is already written, Kimberly! That's a movie. Why the fence? Why the tree? Why only a few "puncture" wounds as you call them? And are small children safe around her now?
#2. My second childhood dog I named Napoleon Bonaparte ( who the heck knows why or how I knew who he was). Anyways, a black curly poodle named Napoleon, for short, Nappy, for shorter. I would like to think I was a brilliant child and saw a photograph of Napoleon, hand in shirt, then compared that to paws in fur, always scratching , or something like that. I was going to reference some place lower down that rhymes with ball, but dogs really do not scratch themselves there…
#3: I’ll send this photo in messages. I came across her along an unmarked trail on a mountaintop. She stood about 8’ tall, made with snow and Spruce, sculpted by wind. Not human, and not human or non-human enhanced, oh, except for the smily face I added with my telescoping ski pole. I know, I know, not what you had in mind, but nevertheless, you must admit , she sure is a site to behold. Sorry, scrolled through my photos, that’s all I could find. I will see what else might show up.
#4. And the Academy award goes to; Tripod. Lord comes in 2nd with top honors, but not enough character development (yet?) to know his personality.
Oh so many dog names to share Adam! But first, my favourite dog poem - "The dogs I know have many shapes, for some are big and tall, and some are long, and some are thin, and some are fat and small. And some are little bits of fluff and have no shape at all!" (Marchette Chute). We currently have a dog named Steeeeeeve, for reasons that my son named him, and he was required to have a name that started with an S, as this is tradition in our house. Our first dog, a collie, we called Skye, then we had Summer (black Labrador) and Sprocket - my absolute favourite name for a dog. There was a book I had as a child with a naughty elf called Sprocket, and I always wanted a dog that I could name after the elf. He (the dog) was a terrible terrier, feisty and cranky and a proper little ankle biter, now we have Suzie and Spirit and Steeeeeve. All complete maniac cocker spaniels...
Allow me to be the first to point out there are other letters in the alphabet. :-)
"And have no shape at all." Perfect.
Collies! When I was little, EVERYONE had a collie. The movie spawned an army of collies, kind of like Nemo and clown fish.
"He (the dog) was a terrible terrier, feisty and cranky and a proper little ankle biter, now we have Suzie and Spirit and Steeeeeve." <-- love the rhythm of that
Drifter
Ooooooooh, that’s a good one too! Drifter! That’s a novel title!
What is the size of the dog?
(my favorites were Muhtar and Timur when I was little, but they're more fitting for bigger dogs, somehow.
Then it was Bim, but that was so sad a movie/a book, everyone was crying. I bet even some murderous mafiosos were. These can be very sentimental. And it was a good movie. "White Bim Black Ear")
I have Russian friends who had a dog named Bim!
Of course. I could never re-watch that movie. Or re-read the book.
Any time you need a hint on something depressing...I'm here to serve:)
Hahaha 😂
To your question: I know nothing about this dog other than he’s a Russian dog named Bim who -uh-oh- probably dies. Actually, I have an idea 💡 just like that! Combined with another idea related to Tintin for reasons that are hush-hush, top-secret. 😆 Your name is a contender!
I had a little dog once whose name was Little Dog. We couldn't figure out what to name her so a bunch of my mom's students put a slip of paper with a name on it in a box and then I drew one and that's what I drew! Little Dog was a good dog.
What did your mom teach? (besides how to grow up to be nice)
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Cat names were not a strong point at our house or indicators of future creativity: Mother Cat, Blackie, Pinkie, Reddie, Precious, Precious Two, Pelé, Lady Grey, and, when all creative hope was lost: Nipshkins.
For a portion of my childhood, I spent an untold number of weekends as the "junior handler" of a spirited, pheomenal English Setter named Widgeon. I was dressed in a red bow tie, with a checked blue jacket, and those wallaby shoes that cut off the circulation when laced up too tight. It's not clear whether I enjoyed the dog showing parts. My father loved dog shows. We drove everywhere. . . Yes, after the duck...
I found the funniest picture of a junior dog handler in a red bow tie, but I realized there is no way to share it here.
Kenneth, this is a world I don't know anything about! A red bow tie? A checked blue jacked? Wallaby shoes? (I went and found a picture.) An English Setter? (Went and found a picture. That's quite a dog!) What do you mean by "yes, after the duck?" ... my wife and I live in NYC and the dog shows was here recently and on a whim we came oh, so close to getting tickets, but, sigh, it was cold, and the whim passed.
Send pictures.
Ha ha. Excellent. A widgeon is a kind of duck. Our show dog was named after the duck! No one got it.
I had a pure white dog as a child, I called it Ice... 🫢
Perfect, but unfortunately, a little problematic for a contemporary dog. "Glaçons," peut-etre?
DOGS ARE LIFE!
I am determined to find out. No poo larger than human poo. That's a rule.
I had the great fortune of sitting in an estate lawyer’s office last week with a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel plopped in my lap. But wait, there’s more. Her name was Rosa and she may be the only small dog to ever survive a mountain lion attack. A few years back she was spotted IN THE MOUTH OF A MOUNTAIN LION, carried over a fence and up a tree, and then finally dropped fourteen feet to safety with only a few puncture wounds to show for it. This little gal was soft and cuddly and tiny, but the spirit of mountain lion was alive and well in her. She’d make a great heroine in one of your stories.
I think her story is already written, Kimberly! That's a movie. Why the fence? Why the tree? Why only a few "puncture" wounds as you call them? And are small children safe around her now?
The Force Is Strong in this One!
Her eyes glow golden at night.
Just met a dog named Captain.
You’re freaking me out. I’ll tell you why offline!
^ That’s not fair to everyone else: the dog in my boat story is called Cápitan. Lor, you’re channeling.
#1. You need a dog.
#2. My second childhood dog I named Napoleon Bonaparte ( who the heck knows why or how I knew who he was). Anyways, a black curly poodle named Napoleon, for short, Nappy, for shorter. I would like to think I was a brilliant child and saw a photograph of Napoleon, hand in shirt, then compared that to paws in fur, always scratching , or something like that. I was going to reference some place lower down that rhymes with ball, but dogs really do not scratch themselves there…
#3: I’ll send this photo in messages. I came across her along an unmarked trail on a mountaintop. She stood about 8’ tall, made with snow and Spruce, sculpted by wind. Not human, and not human or non-human enhanced, oh, except for the smily face I added with my telescoping ski pole. I know, I know, not what you had in mind, but nevertheless, you must admit , she sure is a site to behold. Sorry, scrolled through my photos, that’s all I could find. I will see what else might show up.
#4. And the Academy award goes to; Tripod. Lord comes in 2nd with top honors, but not enough character development (yet?) to know his personality.
Napster.
Perhaps you were a brilliant child. My money's on it.
Don't think the picture of Napoleon would have been the same, arm at that angle.
All photos welcome!
Character development for Lord would have, weirdly enough, been a problem.
I will let Tripod know. He's pogo-ing around my mind right now. Very happy, thanking the Academy, and the Lord.
Oh so many dog names to share Adam! But first, my favourite dog poem - "The dogs I know have many shapes, for some are big and tall, and some are long, and some are thin, and some are fat and small. And some are little bits of fluff and have no shape at all!" (Marchette Chute). We currently have a dog named Steeeeeeve, for reasons that my son named him, and he was required to have a name that started with an S, as this is tradition in our house. Our first dog, a collie, we called Skye, then we had Summer (black Labrador) and Sprocket - my absolute favourite name for a dog. There was a book I had as a child with a naughty elf called Sprocket, and I always wanted a dog that I could name after the elf. He (the dog) was a terrible terrier, feisty and cranky and a proper little ankle biter, now we have Suzie and Spirit and Steeeeeve. All complete maniac cocker spaniels...
Allow me to be the first to point out there are other letters in the alphabet. :-)
"And have no shape at all." Perfect.
Collies! When I was little, EVERYONE had a collie. The movie spawned an army of collies, kind of like Nemo and clown fish.
"He (the dog) was a terrible terrier, feisty and cranky and a proper little ankle biter, now we have Suzie and Spirit and Steeeeeve." <-- love the rhythm of that
Haha, yes. I know there’s at least one other letter of use for dog names, as my parent’s called their dogs Bramble, Bessie, Bumble, Ben and Barty…😳
Emily, Edward, Earl and Eliza?
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