“A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.”(Romeo & Juliet, Shakespeare)
That’s my homeless friend Joseph! Let me introduce myself. The name is Keeba. Big Sister bestowed it when she chose me out of all other puppies at the busy pet store in Fairview Mall near where Mom and Sis used to live back in the year 2004. I’ll never forget that day!
She took the name right out of the mouth of a man whose wife was appraising me first. Freed from a crowded cage with 2 families thinking about taking me home at the same time sure did set my tail to wagging. If you care to look up the meaning of Keeba you will find it is as convoluted as I am. Last year we met a man at the park whose dog had the same name as mine (though there was no similarity) and he apprised us that it means Fang in Japanese which is simpler. Makes sense since I do have 2 protruding vampire teeth, pearly and more pronounced when younger, now rotting, grisly, and foul; factors of aging and poverty combined. Bit of a handicap too, can’t chew grass the way I used to.
(Time for a walk around the block. Will have to continue this chat about what is in a name another day, you know I’ve got lots more to say!)