Brutus. That was the name Lily christened her mini-pincher who should have been named something else like "Wee" ( meaning small) or maybe "Tiny" or "Teeneeweene".The pup is a glorious cutie though and I wondered why a loving pet owner would name her after the killer of Ceasar. Also it makes me conjure up images of the bloody Roman Senate, knife in hand and the cutting through the heart.
That was until Brutus wagged her tail and settled her head on my feet. I felt that my friend's pup loved me and I picked her up and I saw him in a rather different light. I saw Brutus for what she is-- a sweet pup, wanting to be loved by by everyone.Vulnerable. Her "wanting" size makes her an easy prey for Lily's other dog, "Tinkerbell" who happens to be a huge Lab.
Brutus and Tinkerbell. I found the irony quite funny really until I remembered Shakespeare who said something like "a rose by any other name smells as sweet". That was when Chilkie, my "sis", decided to debate Shakespeare and countered "and a skunk by whatever name smells like garbage!"
Point taken. Yin and Yang. Rose and Skunk. Day and Night.
But when it comes to Lily's "Brutus" and "tinkerbell", it doesn't apply. Perhaps some points-of-debate do not anyway. This is life after all and no one can be completely objective. It's only human.
There may always be shades of grey and at times, that may be understandable.
I looked at Brutus again and I laughed as she gave Tinkerbell a grawl which made the huge Lab leave her alone. Brutus certainly had guts. Any dog who defies size and thinks that BIG sure deserves her name.
Maybe Shakespeare was right.
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