Several years ago (!) when Baaxter was a baby, it took forever to come up with his name. A name that suited him and suited us and he could wear (or we could wear out ;-) for years to come. In the interim I called him Lamby Lamby, which is what I call all lambs.
Now, years later (!) if I'm trying to get his attention and he's not responding to Baaxter or Baby B, I quietly say Lamby Lamby and he immediately turns his head. This has also been confusing for him with subsequent bottle lambs who I inevitably call Lamby Lamby in front of him. Poor Baby B...
I should never be put in charge of names. While Big Moose is a name that Big Moose can wear (and we can wear out...and already are :-o), Mini Moose...poor Mini Moose... I think he's already learned Mini Moose and I'm not sure we could change it even if we came up with something perfect. Poor Mini Moose...
He does seem to recognize the name Cute Lamby...but that might be confusing with subsequent lambs... ;-)
No comments:
Post a Comment