What’s In A Name?


 Hi, My name is Meatball! What is yours?…………….Why?

I am named Meatball because before my mom and dad got me, before they were even sure they were going to get a dog, just about when my dad was deciding if he had the time, energy, and desire to take care of a dog. He had a dream! Yeah, sort of like Dr. Martin Luther King….but my dads dream wasn’t so fancy, beautiful, fabulous, hmmm there are too many adjectives. Let’s just say my dads dream was a bit “plainer” and not quite as inspired. He had a dream that he was walking a sort of big but not yet full grown mastiff. In his dream he was in the parking lot of the 84 Diner right about by the light post with the big yellow cement base and he was walking someone like me, (maybe it was me?). then from out of nowhere, (in the dream) his dad came walking up and rubbed the mastiff on the head and said, “Hi Meatball, ….How are you doin’ Meatball?”  Wierd huh?

So I was named “Meatball”.

They, (mom and dad) tried to think of other names for me. More fun, more fitting, more  noble, more something names. But Meatball stuck. Some of the other names they thought of were. Fluffy, Tiny, Thunder, Flash uh-huhhhhh master of the universe, (too long), Ming the Merciless, Mostro Brutale, Aso, (Filipino for dog but sounds too much like asshol*…you get the picture…they might have named me that too), Barnes, (as in half of Barnes & Nobels and then get another dog and name him “Nobels…..dumb)), Bear, also Megatron, (also dumb0,  and I am sure there were a lot of others.

In the end they had to give me a formal name also, The breeder insisted and the AKC would require it. And so I also have my “real” name on my official documents. It is….(drumroll please)…..”Madigans The Great Barrington”! Maidigans the breeder is where all of my relatives come from and is where I am from. They are my heritage just as say, Prince William is from the Royal Family, the Windsors I believe, (if I was a real writer I would have to research that…but I think you get my drift).

So there that is my name and how it came to be. I am Meatball, the Madigans Great Barrington! From a long line of Great English Mastiffs! From a long line of fine breeding! From a Great Family! A name I am proud to wear. A family I am proud to honor. From a line I am proud to represent!

Life Lesson: Know who you are and where you come from. Family

I am Now a Documented Worker


Like some second rate dog I used to have to sneak around without being noticed. I was always worried that the truth would come out. That I would not be able to substatiate the claims that I was an English Mastiff. That I was not really a big dog. That I really did come from a good family and my daddy wasn’t just some “bootlegger” or something and my mommy wasn’t just another bitch.

But do you see the above paper? THAT my friends shows my provenance, my breeding, my family background and tree! That is AKC papers! That is what gives me the right to act like some diva, nobility, lazy, do what I want dog! It says that My name is Madigan The Great Barrington! It says that my mom is Madigan’s Annie Oakly! It says that my dad is Manseutus Madigan of Oz!

I am a great and noble breed from a great family and from great Breeders – Madigans Mastiffs! I am someone! AND I intend to be the spoiled noble dog that I am!……(or as much as I can get away with, with my easy, sweet, loveable/scamable people mom and dad).

And Oh By The Way..I also have this!>>>

Thats right a DIPLOMA!

and after all of this bluster, I’m not going to do any work, Whadda” you kiddin’ me?

Life Lesson: Diplomas, papers, breeding are one thing, but who you are as a dog is what is really important!