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I'll Pick My Own Name, Thank You!
My Aussie, Jake, was about seven weeks when we got him. He was very sweet, chubby, and fuzzy. He did have a few major problems, though. (I'm not telling one of them now, though. That's another story) He did not feel inclined to answer to anything anyone called him. If you smooched or whistled, he'd come runnin'. If you tried to call him by any name, he would deliberately turn his back and ignore you. I tried every name I could think of.
Finally, after I had him for three days, I was sitting out on the front porch with my mom, and we were watching him play about five feet away in the grass, being silly. We were trying to come up with a name. I was trying to get him to respond to a name, any name at that point. He just turned around and kept playing in the grass, completely ignoring me. Then out of the blue, I just said "How about Jake?". He just stopped instantly, turned and looked at me with this look on his face like "Were you talking to me? It's about time." I said "Is that your name?—Jake, come here. "He just trotted up to me, all excited that I had finally guessed his name. That is the story of how Jake picked his own name at seven weeks old.