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“The shelter named her Meg but that seemed too reminiscent of Family Guy. It did remind me of Hercules though, but I couldn’t oversee the bad sit-com connection. So I’ve decided to start calling her Lady. I feel very Frank Sinatra when I say it.” He traded glances between the dog and Rosie. “Elvis, like the king? That’s a cool name, I’d just fear that his love for peanut butter and bananas would become too ravenous to the point where it’d effect your relationship. But if he can control his urges, I’m happy for y’all.” He teased.
“Oh, fancy. Kind of makes me think of Lady and the Tramp, but sure, Sinatra works, too,” the smile grew on her face with a nod. “Elvis was my favorite singer as a child and I knew that was going to be the name of my first dog. But he does love his peanut butter. I tried bananas but he must not have liked the texture. He’s the best guy I’ve ever met, I’ll admit.”









