There's a new member of my family: a 4 month old pomeranian. My mom, who has a proclivity towards ankle-biting breeds, got him last week.
I unwittingly named him by calling him "Buddy" the first time that I saw him. Little does my mom know that I refer to all pets as "buddy" when I don't know their names. But she liked it, so the name stuck.
And what is my Grandma's dog Sonny's reaction to having a puppy in the house? This picture speaks volumes:
He's less than thrilled. And demonically possessed, I think.