I found I was named after a dog...

So here's the thing. My dad's got a pilots' licence, and he and my mom always bug me, my brother, and my little sister about getting out of the house, and flying somewhere for dinner. So we finally got bored, and accepted our faite, and went one state over to this resterant called 'Jakes'. The food was...eh, okay...But after we went back to the airport, the plane wouldn't start. Aparentally, the engine overheated, so starting the plane would be pretty difficult.

So while my brother and dad and some of the pilots took a look at our plane, we hung out in the Clubhouse. They had this cute 9 year old black lab that walked up to us and we petted her for a while. When I asked what her name was, the owner said, "Her name's *****." (What? You really think I was going to say my name? Tisk, tisk) My eyes wided. "Seriously? That's my name!" I say. The man gives a bit of a nod. "Cool.'' He replies. That's it. Just 'cool'.

And my name's pretty unique! I mean, GOD!!
Ooo! Gotta run, my brother's watching this episode of 'The most smartest model'! Haha! This'll be good!

~DarlWingedWolf13