Lola, Penny, and Sherman explained how they got their names in their last post, and I'm going to steal their idea and tell my own story! Although it's not very exciting or interesting. Oh well. Before my girl even contemplated getting another doggin, she was thinking of names. She originally planned to name her next dog Pea Pod or Belly or something equally absurd. However, when she saw me, I apparently did not look like a Belly or a Pea Pod. THANK GOODNESS, huh?!
The first thing that came out of her mouth was "Tadpole" for some inexplicable reason. She's very strange like that. A few days later she added "Pomegranate" as a middle name for no discernable reason. So yes, Tadpole Pomegranate is my name. And no one knows why. I guess it kinda fits, because it's a slightly weird name for a dog and I'm a slightly weird specimen of a dog.
I'm also Tad, Taddy-wack, Taddly-winks, Little Chinese Man, Taddles, and Taddy-cake. And Mister when I'm in trouble. (and T-Pole for those Prison Break fans out there....) My sister calls me IT, but that's just because she's old and crabby and mean, you know. If you want to read her story, you can check it out in her own words. I'm warming you, though - she's kinda crabby today (as usual).