Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, the night was dark when a tiny bundle of black and white suddenly appeared.
It was a puppy. She placed herself in the middle of the road and would not budge even if my cousin kept on honking at her to get out of their way. This left them with just one choice, pick the puppy up and look for her family. They did just that but found none. And so they took her with them.
She got a new home.
And Potpot for a name.
1. the sound of a vehicle’s horn.
2. the name you give a stray puppy who arranged her own adoption by placing herself in the middle of the road.