I for one, have to spend time with a new pup or dog to name it. The name has to fit the dog. My first Berner "Beau" was named by my husband. The man who used to say, "We don't need another dog". After a week with us and no name, my husband arrived home from the neighboring town, at the tip of Cape Cod and announced he had a name for "Pup-pup". He was driving across a narrow stretch of land, bordered on one side by Cape Cod Bay, and the other by "East Harbor" and the dunes beyond. The sun was shining on the water and suddenly the name "Beauregard" just popped into his head. In spite of my husbands fears that we would all laugh at him, we immediately agreed that Beauregard he was.
As for Halley, our re-homed BARC girl, she came to us named "Brandy". This did not work for us at all. She came home and after a few days of my boys watching this whirling dervish and her boundless energy, they named her "Halley", after Halley's Comet. Shes is fast, she is bright, she travels, she shines. Janice Parky and Halley BARC's Comet Comes Home In memory of Beau, Pond Village Beauregard North Truro, MA
