Not too long after my childhood friend Jason passed away, my significant other's neighbors came to me and told me they'd just had a litter of yorkie pups if I was interested, and that I could have pick of the litter. I'd thought about it for a little while, then reluctantly agreed.
Picking out a new puppy was semi-hard, but one of them stuck with me. Out of the 5, one of them fell asleep in my lap. I decided he'd be my dog, but didn't think of a name until a couple of weeks later. To identify each puppy, they were marked with a certain color. His was orange. My boyfriend joked about how I could name him "Orange Box" after one of my favorite videogames. Then we started talking about the different characters in the game...
It had all been a joke at first. But then the breeder told me that he'd been the first to open his eyes. and when he first walked, it was straight to the training pad. Then I realized, I just had to name him after my favorite character. Gordon. Who, in game, was a scientist. I didn't want to go with a normal dog name, Because my first dog had a human name. My Grandmother thinks it's a terrible name for a dog, but it's okay. C: I'm the one paying for him, after all. |