Blog 18 How our pets got their names

Hi! This is the story of how my pets got their names. Like all of my stories, this is 100% true.

I’m making this a blog because all of our pets have interesting stories behind their names.

The first part of this story starts with my dog, Hunter. At the pound, his name was Monster (this was because he destroyed everything he saw). One night, while we were talking about preparing the house, my mom casually called him “Hunter.” The name stuck, so we kept it.

The next pet is Smokey. At the pound, she didn’t have a name, which led to an argument about what we should call her. Our parents wanted to name her Gracey, but my brother and I wanted to call her Smokey. We liked that name because of the color of her fur and its gray tint. For a while, this led to everyone calling her something different.

Next is my cat, Shadow. We brought her in as a stray, and she loved hiding in the shadows—so the name just made sense.

Our last pet is Joey, and, well, that’s simply the name he came with. It fit him well, so we kept it.