The Misadventures of Sadie the Rescue Pup
We came home many, many years ago with our one-year-old rescue pup, Sadie. Her name wasn’t Sadie then, the one that was given to her at the shelter was Sarah. We changed it after many a brainstorming session, scoping out potential names. My own suggestion was Snowy, after Tintin’s little white Terrier. I tried to reason with my mom that since she has a white coat and is half Terrier (the other half being Chihuahua) that it was the perfect name for our new family member. Snowy, along with many other names that only a nine-year-old me could come up with, was overruled in favour of Sadie, as you can probably guess.