I'm going to go ahead and need a puppy.

My friend and coworker, Jeff, just got a puppy. A baby Beagle. Emphasis on the word baby. I have yet to see this small bundle of furry happiness, but I've seen pictures. Like this one:


He's looking mildly cranky here. But the best part of this entire story? His name is Calvin. Calvin! I love it! Nothing - in the entire world - beats a dog with an obscure human name.

It's like naming a newborn Esther. So happy.

I'll have you know my dad's name is Calvin, also known as Cal, but a puppy? Named Calvin? I-love-it-so-much.