People never pick the puppy I imagine they will.
George showed up this morning
I had in mind the puppy I thought George would pick, and I was so certain of this that I began calling this puppy Earl which is the name George had picked out.
Geoge came in, looked all the roly-polys over and picked up Earl.
But not the one I had been calling Earl.
He picked the REAL Earl, apparently.
The faux Earl will need another puppy name until his new owners pick him out.
Here are George and the REAL Earl.