Naming your dog is one of those things you either do almost as an afterthought, or you pore over every little possibility trying to find the perfect name. As an example, I first decided to name my last male pup Strummer, after Joe Strummer, the late lead singer of The Clash. I first thought it'd be cool. Then I thought it'd be stupid. I went through a bunch of other names before I realized that I just wasn't witty enough, so I decided to go practical with a short, easy, one-syllable name. Four thousand discarded one-syllable names later, I gave up and told the wife and kids to name the damn dog. And that, folks, is how you end up with a big, tough Chesapeake Bay Retriever named...Lewey.