I tend to give my pets middle names and those names reflect an aspect of their personality. Before I adopted Jazzmin I thought all dogs immediately did their business when they were taken outside. Nope, not Jazz. I also believed that all dogs happily ate their food when it was placed in their bowl. Nope, not Jazz. Discovering the personality traits of my pup were quite interesting to me. Since I adopted her in the middle of winter I really wasn't excited about being outside in cold temperatures while she stuck her face into the snow up to her ears sniffing for something or other. I just wanted her to do her thing and be done. It had been hours since we'd been out last and I was sure she had to go...but she thought otherwise. After 10 minutes or so of sniffing, Jazzmin was done being outside and still hadn't answered nature. This was exasperating to me but Jazz is a quirky creature just like me so I shouldn't really have been surprised. As such occurrences continued, I started saying to Jazzmin "This is your last chance, Sundance." indicating that she needed to hurry things along. The name Sundance rattles around in my head because of the movie "Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid" and it just sounds like a cool name. Jazz didn't necessarily understand what I was saying but she recognized my impatient tone and sometimes she'd cooperate but mostly she'd just be Jazz, the pup who does things in her own time and when she feels like it. It's a good thing she's so adorable. So my little rhymed warning grew into her middle name and I think it fits her for more than just her delays in answering nature and eating her food. She is a fun ball of golden warmth and she does a little tap dance with her front paws when she's really happy and excited so in that respect, Sundance suits her. With Jazzmin Sundance by my side and as my shadow I'll continue to blaze a new trail and I know she'll loyally follow me to the ends of the Earth.
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