I’ve never considered myself a big nickname person. Sure, I use other people’s nicknames (ie. C-rad, Russ O Bustamonte, Dave-O, Leather Coat Guy, etc) and I accept my own nicknames (ie. Hard-on and S-Rad) but I rarely am the one who coins someone’s nick name.
However, for some reason that I cannot begin to explain, it is different with Henry. From the moment I took him home from The Mutt Hutt (where he was called both Henryand Batman) that first day, I have been giving him nicknames.
Here is the list to date as I remember it-
- There are the dirivates of Henry —-Henry, Hank, Hank Deisel, Hankinator, Hankinstein, Hank-opotomous, H-diggity, H-dogg
- The Puppypants saga—- Henry J. Puppypants, HJP, Puppypants, Pants, Mr. Pants, Pantster, Senior Pantelones, Monsier Pants
- And the newest additions- Sir, Love, Lovebug, Bug, Boog, SuperBoog, Das Boog, Puppy Boog
Lucky for me, it’s all in the tone and he’ll come no matter what name I use if I use the right tone of voice.
I assume I nickname because I love him. And for that reason, I fear for our future children. Don’t blame me kid, I can’t help myself!!