When I got my baby boy (that I love sooo sooo much) he was the runt of the liter, very tiny and timid and the woman who I bought him from named him of all things: no-name
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He was only 8 weeks old, (i didnt know that she was a BYB in the making at that point). I wanted him to have a nice big strong name and so being Italian-American from NYC's Little Italy I named him ROCCO. And he is now 10 months old tomorrow and a very social, smart, well trained, and handsome boy.
I have two nicknames for him: bushqualini and bushky. I always call him bushky unless he does something bad then its Rocco and once I use that stern Rocco sound he knows he is going to be in the dog-house...
