Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Identity Crisis!


I’m slowly getting used to sleeping with a dog let loose near my bed.
But enough about me—I think Bruce must be undergoing a severe identity crisis now. We call him by various names, and V. thinks that calling his name in baby-ese will somehow endear him—so he calls him “Bloosie,” “Bloosh,” “Blues Clues” (a very famous kids’ show, in my ever-expanding “useless pieces on information” folder) and anything weird that starts with a “B” sound.

Not to be outdone, I have christened him something ever further from his real name—Ambuli. Don’t ask me why—I just blurted it out one day, and it seems to have stuck. What’s more, my parents-in-law have taken to the name too. Of course, there’s the usual derivatives of Ambuli—Ambuja, Ambuls, Bulls, Ambu, Jambu, et al.

My f-i-l has somehow seen his grandson in Bruce. So he calls him Govind Bhashyam! Hopefully, that won’t stick—can’t imagine the kid (they live in the U.S.) coming home to see a dog with his name!

And here we are, complaining that he doesn’t listen to us—he might, if we settle on a name for him!

1 comment:

Embryo said...

Hi Gurooji

Bruce looks like a fine specimen of the GSD breed. Don't let him walk on slippery floors for the first six months. From the pics you are obviously walking him on the beach. This is a great way to strengthen his legs.Do not let the cops train him. Use a manual and train him yourself.This is good for the psyche of the dog and he will bond with you better.
Regards Ranjit