This morning I told Copper the bad news and he seemed to be fine with it, because he was wagging his tail. Then I told him that yes, I understand why he is named Copper, because of his color, but I explained to him that his name does not roll easily off of my tongue and that I have to stop and think every time that I call him his name.
The good news is he was still wagging his tail and he seemed interested in what I had to say to him. So, I continued on, "I know that your name is not your problem, but mine. Anyway, since you are starting a new life here, at the rescue ranch, I am changing your name to Topper."
Copper sat down, in front of me and he was still wagging his tail and staring at me, which I think is always a good sign. Then he stood up, with his tail still wagging and he smiled at me like dogs often do when they laugh. And I have a sign, hanging out on our front porch to prove this theory.