You know that song by the Ting Tings? Well, even as a dog, that song comes to mind a lot. That's strange for a dog to recall a song like that, so I'm sure you're asking why.
Well, because it seems I am hardly ever called my actual name, which is Amos. Amos Buttermilk of Kersey, to be exact. Yet, on a daily basis, I hear it very rarely and boy, am I confused. I mean, these are what I hear on a typical day:
"Hey, buddy."
"Come on, fat boy." (not my favorite...)
"Go get your ball, chunky monkey."
"There's my big boy."
"Let's go on a walk, big bubba."
And, other combinations of those with other random words.
And, Sophie, her name is just that. But she's been called Sophie cakes, Sophius Cakus, little girl, little baby and goodness knows what else.
Can you see why that Ting Tings song comes to mind?
"They call me boy,
They call me big boy,
They call me chunky monkey,
They call me bubba,
That's not my name
That's NOT my name
That's NOT MY NAME
THAT'S NOT MY NAME!"
I don't understand. I'm just hoping I'm not the only one out there with this sort of confusion in my life. I've just learned to respond to whatever I'm being called at the moment because I may get a treat by answering to any one of the names...and y'all know I sure wouldn't want to miss out on that!
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Feeling confused but contented,
Amos
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Don't worry Amos Bailey feels the same way!
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