[ "The little fellow" does not seem to mind at all, tail wagging as he accepts the attention - he does seem curious about this strange looking person though. He doesn't smell like other people - and so does spend quite a lot of time sniffing at Gershom's hand and feet, trying to figure him out. Jonathan chuckles. ]
His name is Pesto.
The name was my roommate's choice. [ Not that Jonathan had it in him to be shady about it but he'd tried to call the dog Arthur until Caesar had dictated otherwise. ]
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His name is Pesto.
The name was my roommate's choice. [ Not that Jonathan had it in him to be shady about it but he'd tried to call the dog Arthur until Caesar had dictated otherwise. ]