Folks called my dog dopey but he wasn’t
He showed up before the end of World War II - 1945 for you youngsters - and he lived almost 20 years. I don’t know where he came from, but for the first five or six years of his life, he was my dog - the first of only three I ever had.
I got naming rights, so I called him Dopey - after the most lovable of the Seven Dwarfs, unmindful that some might have thought the name unkind. He never seemed to mind. I think he knew I loved Dopey - both of them.