No self-respecting dog owner calls their dog by their given name. It's always a silly nickname like 'Mr. Snuffulupagus', 'sausage boy', or 'Pepe le Pew', but your dog should never be susceptible to their legal, written nomenclature that's on their adoption forms. However, things can go wrong if your dog's nickname is a little too far out there. Although it may seem harmless enough in your own house, calling your dog a semi-offensive nickname in mixed company can give people the wrong idea, especially when you're shouting at the top of your lungs at the dog park.
So if you're looking for a story with wee bit of shared embarrassment and hilarity, this next piece is for you. Personally, I'm the kind of person to avoid altercations of every kind when I'm in public, so residual humiliation scratches a very special itch– especially for dog lovers. As a cautionary tale for all dog owners whose pooch has a spicy nickname, this is the kind of story that'll make you wish you nicknamed your pooch something a little more kosher.