"His Name is John." ;)

I realized that I did not tell you the final outcome of the entire dog-naming fiasco! ;) Well, here are three rather broad hints: [Four, actually] 

 

 

 

If that has thoroughly confused you--as it was meant to do--let me explain. The first chap is Winston Churchill. Got it? Thought so. The second chap is, of course, the ultra-amazing, entirely brilliant Sherlock Holmes. The third fellow is not George Washington (though I think they bear a resemblance) but Meriweather Lewis. You know, Lewis and Clark? And the fourth is our very much beloved C.S. Lewis.
So what does this have to do with our dog? Surely we didn't name him after all those men? What rot for a puppy.

Ahem.

Well.....

I've got a confession....

You see, there were twelve people to consult in the matter and only one puppy. We got it narrowed down to three names, and none of us could bear to just draw it out of a hat. But it had to be either Lewis, Sherlock, or Churchill.....or did it?
My rather brilliant sister Sarah had a wonderful "Snoggestion." Why not name him Churchill Sherlock Lewis, and then his official name would be "C.S. Lewis?" Ka-chow!
So that is the story of how our little puppy got such a huge name. We call him Churchill, and in my secret heart I call him Sherlock. It's a mess, but it works, and it does make rather a fond memory! :D

P.S. I have just now realized the irony of all these great men appearing on a pink blog background. Haha!