Toby was the only name hubby and I agreed on for our first little fellow. We had Skeeter picked out for our second one when we went to pick him out at six weeks. The breeder's little girl (7 yrs old) looked a bit sad when we told her the name and I asked her if she didn't like it ... she said that it was a good enough name, but that she had secretly named him Rudy and he was her favourite pup out of the litter. Hubby and I looked at each other, then told her that was the perfect name for him and that we would call him Rudy. I will never forget the smile on that little girl's face as her mother thanked us .... and besides, now we have to get another one, to call Skeeter, right?
