Gretchen here. Whilst reading blogs with Mama this morning, I realized she’d failed to enter Reilly’s how you got your name contest for us. Good thing Mango and Dexter‘s human is on the ball – and in our blog reader.
The young Queen on her first throne, 1-08
Of course, we have to start with Sissy, because well… Sissy was here first, and isn’t she always first? I think most of our friends already know she prefers to be Queen DIVA, Best in Show these days, and while the vet’s office happily calls her THE QUEEN, Mama just snorts and rolls her eyes… and sometimes calls her Sis-Miss-Pumpkin-Piss. (Mama here – hem… sorry, ’tis true!)
So. Sissy’s name story. Sissy was in fact, named as soon as Dadaw learned of the pups available in Uncle’s own neighborhood. Because back then, Mugsy was king of the Woods, so Dadaw announced the new gal would be Mugsy’s Little Sister, called Sissy.
Mama liked Sissy as a call name well enough, but it’s her fault Sissy’s so full of herself and fancies herself queen of it all; her registered name is Haddon Wood’s Princess of Joy. The first naming post can be found here. The short version is that Mama and Dadaw were in a sad place when silly, funny, sweet Sissy came to live with them. She brought so much JOY to their lives that Joy became part of her name.
Gotta’ have a couple more photos, so that means writing more. She was Mama’s Christmas gift, but she had Dadaw wrapped around her finest eyelash from day #1. Yes, you see that correctly; big ol’ alpha Dadaw has the girl zipped into his coat because she’d just been outside and was cold. At least, that’s the story as he tells it. Mama doesn’t remember that Sis had been out; she thinks Dadaw just wanted the girl snuggled close.
And yes, she’s kissing his face. He pretends he doesn’t like it most of the time, but we know better and kiss him anyway.
Hard to believe she was ever that small.
Borders on indecent, but proof-positive that Mugsy did love her from the start. Well, okay… Mama says that based on the date stamp, Sis had been with them over a month when this was taken, but still. That’s love, from Mugsy to his Little Sister.
You’d best grab refreshments and settle in somewhere comfy for my name story. It’s ridiculously complex, and it shows why Mama is rarely allowed to name things around here. Analysis Paralysis is what one of Mama’s friend’s dubbed her condition…
Before they’d even held me, Mama named me Haddon Wood’s Campbell Cameo.
I’ll come back to that though… I forgot a layer in my name debaucle. My breeder was calling me Maggie. That wouldn’t do for Mama; something about some book… Maggie: A Girl of the Streets? Then, Mama and a friend counted something like a dozen other Maggie pets and kiddos they knew…
Back to Campbell Cameo. Mama loved that name. See, I was born in Campbell County, and Mama’s dearly departed aunt had a dog named Cammy. So, I was going to be called Cami. Dadaw hated it, and informed Mama she had a whole two-hour ride to come up with something better.
She didn’t. On the way home, I got a little car-sick listening to the nonsense. I don’t recall whether it was that night or the next morning, but she decided I’d be called Aerial. Yes, spelled THAT way, like a fire service ladder truck, also known as an aerial. Didn’t hurt that I am also a redhead like Disney’s Ariel. Mama figured out pretty quickly that I was too plucky for such a soft name. Plus, people were assuming it was Ariel, and that annoyed Mama to no end…
So, the whole weekend I was called “the baby” which is still a command Sissy performs without fail; “Find the baby!” Gah. Humiliating, except when being cute and wee gets me what I want. We tried on name after name, and finally, Dadaw saw Gretchen Wilson on TV. He immediately asked Sis if she’d donate one of her names to the baby, ‘cuz Sis is proudly a Redneck Woman. For me, my namesake’s Here for the Party and All Jacked Up (get it?) were perfect fits, and so was the name.
Thank goodness Dadaw got me named before this photo, or I might have been Gidget.
Anyway, to finish up the story, like Dexter, there weren’t enough blanks on the registration form for me to be Haddon Wood’s Lady Gretchen Greer, so Mama went with my more magical essence and I am registered as Haddon Wood’s Gretchen the Crup. That’s also a nod to Mugsy, even though I never knew him. He was definitely pure crup, and it’s an honor to share the title with such a legendary dog.
Personally, I’m thinking that if I was to change my name, I might go with Paige. She has reddish hair in many episodes, and she has two different types of magical beings as parents. Mama won’t let me say too much, but the crup reference is above, and I will tell you my parents are Irish…
How’d you get YOUR name?