Mr. Gooddog

I want to say up front that I am not responsible for the name. The family member who loved him best, a young girl, chose the name shortly after he was born ". . . because the puppy had sexy eyes."

Although I would not have chosen the name, I don't object to it, and there were enough changes in Elvis' life without fiddling with his name. He had spent his entire three years as an outdoor country dog with three kids and another dog (his mother) for company; when he moved in with me he became a one-man house dog in the city. Plus they neutered him before they gave him to me. I figured he should at least get to keep his name.

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