I have a name and it's Rudy. It wasn't always Rudy, nope, I've been called a variety of names. That nice vet in Henryetta that saw me at my worst and cleaned me up called me "Rusty", that's what the papers say anyway. Then a sweet woman from OK Airedale Rescue picked me up from the vet and named me Henry, cuz well, she picked me up from Henryetta. So I went by Henry for several weeks. Then I got adopted, how exciting is that? My dad,mom and the boy thought carefully about the perfect name for me. At first they thought Hershey. I'll admit, I am as SWEET as a chocolate bar, but I'm no Hershey. So then Lincoln came to mind because my pretty brown/copper fur is the color of a Lincoln penny and I'm mighty tall and lean just like Lincoln was. But that name was just too serious for a boy like me. Next came Sully. I kinda liked that one, I could relate...the family was thinking of that big blue monster on Monster's Inc. He wasn't scary, he was big and lovable and wanted to make people happy. But Rudy was the winning name. There were several reasons for this: #1 did you know my mom & dad are from way up north, a state called Indiana
#2 my dad was born/raised in South Bend and huge fan of Notre Dame #3 the movie Rudy. I, like Notre Dame Rudy, have beat many obstacles in life. We both overcame the odds. He had dyslexia, I was homeless. He was one of 14 kids, I was one of 12. We both made a 'team'. I'm so happy mom and dad put so much thought into my name. I can hear them cheering RU-DY RU-DY RU-DY, and it's for me!! They're proud of me for me. They love me for me. I will wear that name proudly :)
Thanks mom, dad and boy...
Oh this rambling was way too serious for me. I don't like getting all teary eyed and choked up. I promise the next one will be fun!