My puppy

Over a week went by, and still no one contacted me about a lost dog.

“Well, I guess that means…” I paused, then turned to reach for the flyer.
“…YOU CAN STAY WITH US!” we all cheered.
“Woof!”
The puppy jumped on me.  Again.
“What will you name him, Ajdin?” Uncle Tibbs asked.
I scratched my head.  I hadn’t thought about it too much.
“How about… Fido?” I said.  The puppy shook his head.
“Rover?  Clifford?  Lassie?  Jerry?  Sequoia 2.0?”  The puppy yawned.
“Ah…. hmmm… how about… since I met you in a park…  how about… Parker?”
“Woof!”
“Okay then… everyone, meet Parker, my new puppy!”
“Woof!”
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