Why I’m not the guy who names things
Well, except our kids and dogs.
Random conversation at my house.
We got new neighbors. I met them a bit ago and they have three dogs. They were telling me about their dogs, of which they are quite proud. Seems their dogs are a cross between a Pomeranian and a Chihuahua. I was telling my wife about the dogs and what they were a cross between. But, as I told her, I couldn’t recall what they were called (other than mutt). And then I said: If I were naming them, they’d be called Pomerhuahuas because that’s just fun to say. And Chimeranian, in addition to not being fun to say, sounds like a mythical beast.
Turns out, I was wrong on both counts and they’re called Pomchis.
May 2nd, 2008 at 12:13 pm
I’d probably call them “fookin’ oogly”.
Regards,
Rabbit.
May 2nd, 2008 at 12:53 pm
Hawk bait.
May 2nd, 2008 at 1:37 pm
Pomchis?
That sounds like something that would wear a pink collar and smell like French perfume.
May 2nd, 2008 at 9:16 pm
Chimeranian sounds like the place that Conan was from, or at least a very bad pun thereof.
May 2nd, 2008 at 10:20 pm
“a cross between a Pomeranian and a Chihuahua”
The 2 most annoying domestic animals on the planet! The only thing rodents like that are good for is to feed REAL dogs some fresh meat.
May 3rd, 2008 at 7:43 pm
You haven’t heard of the Chihuaha that killed a Rottweiler?
It got stuck in its throat.
I know that the Chinese raised dogs for meat but I’m not sure it included Pomeranians. For sure Chihuahas were bred for food and for their hairless skins for water-bottles.
I any case, I have heard the theory that our ancestors brought wild dog pups into their caves to raise as food. The ones that made themselves lovable survived.