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I'd vote for Kenya. It has a cool sound to it and besides, it's in Africa and that's always a good thing.
yolland said:I've still got Falstaff's papers floating around somewhere, and some of his ancestors' names are so precious-wecious they make me cringe.
Vincent Vega said:Very interesting that you use German expressions as commands.
There is a German shepherd who raises a special breed that is very good as shepherd dog (forgot its name) and she only uses english terms as commands.
She said the english terms sounded softer, not that harsh as the German language tends to be. So "Come here" she deemed more friendly a command towards a dog than "Komm".
I'm not a fan of old German names, so I would tend to Kenya. That sounds very nice.
Is it with a short or a long "e"?
U2Man said:whatever you do, just don't call it chelsea. just don't.
My family owned three different collies in succession when I was a kid, all of them sable-and-white rough collies, the second of which was named Argos. Very unusally for the breed, he was extremely territorially aggressive (as well as exceptionally big and strong) and got my parents in trouble with the neighbors several times by going after people and dogs who strayed into our yard, which in that small Southern town was a common occurrence unless you had a fence. Well, during that same time there was this bizarrely eccentric--really, probably mentally ill--local man who in his 40s still lived alone with his mother (who was also pretty strange), had gotten mugged while out walking about a year back, and forever after would not go out in public without a hard hat (to protect his head), a long coat (no matter what the weather), a walkie talkie (to stay in contact with his mother, apparently--you'd hear him muttering "Ma, Ma, are you there?" into it as he went by), and this kinda raggedy-looking Doberman which he'd bought to protect him. Apparently he forgot to get guard training for the Dobie though, because one evening while they were walking by, he allowed his dog to commit the unpardonable sin of straying into our yard to pee on a tree, at which point Argos busted right through the screen door, charged his dog, and proceeded to whip it to a pulp (and I'm not exaggerating--that dog was hurt bad). We were in the backyard eating dinner at that time, heard shouts and the sounds of a dogfight out front, and my dad went racing out there to find Argos thrashing this guy's dog and poor Mr. H frantically shouting "Ma, Ma, are you there? Ma, I'm bein' attacked by a big ol' collie dog!" into his walkie-talkie. Of course my father, who quickly hauled Argos off, was extremely chagrined and immediately told Mr. H he and my mother would pay for his dog's treatment, but until the day he died, he could not recount that story without busting up laughing at the memory of poor Mr. H in his hard hat and trenchcoat in the middle of summer frantically shouting into his walkie-talkie.samralf said:I wish I had a dollar everytime someone called Charlie "Lassie". If you get a tri-color or blue merle collie most people will think he is a mutt. No one ever called my collie Lassie but my sheltie gets it all the time.
Liesje said:
I'll use German and English commands just because people think it's sooooo cool and German is the only other language I know (well, not as well anymore). Her agility commands will all be in English. I kinda like the harshness of German commands and then she won't be listening to my relatives giving her confusing commands.
The "e" in Kenya would sound like Hände.
yolland said:
My family owned three different collies in succession when I was a kid, all of them sable-and-white rough collies, the second of which was named Argos. Very unusally for the breed, he was extremely territorially aggressive (as well as exceptionally big and strong) and got my parents in trouble with the neighbors several times by going after people and dogs who strayed into our yard, which in that small Southern town was a common occurrence unless you had a fence. Well, during that same time there was this bizarrely eccentric--really, probably mentally ill--local man who in his 40s still lived alone with his mother (who was also pretty strange), had gotten mugged while out walking about a year back, and forever after would not go out in public without a hard hat (to protect his head), a long coat (no matter what the weather), a walkie talkie (to stay in contact with his mother, apparently--you'd hear him muttering "Ma, Ma, are you there?" into it as he went by), and this kinda raggedy-looking Doberman which he'd bought to protect him. Apparently he forgot to get guard training for the Dobie though, because one evening while they were walking by, he allowed his dog to commit the unpardonable sin of straying into our yard to pee on a tree, at which point Argos busted right through the screen door, charged his dog, and proceeded to whip it to a pulp (and I'm not exaggerating--that dog was hurt bad). We were in the backyard eating dinner at that time, heard shouts and the sounds of a dogfight out front, and my dad went racing out there to find Argos thrashing this guy's dog and poor Mr. H frantically shouting "Ma, Ma, are you there? Ma, I'm bein' attacked by a big ol' collie dog!" into his walkie-talkie. Of course my father, who quickly hauled Argos off, was extremely chagrined and immediately told Mr. H he and my mother would pay for his dog's treatment, but until the day he died, he could not recount that story without busting up laughing at the memory of poor Mr. H in his hard hat and trenchcoat in the middle of summer frantically shouting into his walkie-talkie.
Anyhow, Argos never again got called "Lassie" by anyone after that--it was always "Argos the Killer Collie," and every time I've gone back for a visit, there's always someone who brings up that old story. Our other collies both got the "Lassie" comments all the time, but I never minded really--if anything, it was kind of an unwarranted compliment I think, because the truth is that show also gave a lot of people the impression that collies are fantastic geniuses with nerves of steel, which they're not. I'll always love that breed, and they're certainly fairly smart and agreeable as far as dogs go, but a lot of people got all kinds of unrealistic expectations of them based on that show. With all the usual bad consequences of unscrupulous breeders who didn't know what they were doing but saw $$$ to be made churning out litter after litter with hip dysplasia and epilepsy and all that...
zoney! said:Does Phil get a choice?
I would bet he would like one of these three:
Clark
Addison
Waveland
Sheffield
zoney! said:Does Phil get a choice?
I would bet he would like one of these three:
Clark
Addison
Waveland
Sheffield