We got the name Moose because the poor guy's name at the shelter was Bullwinkle. Ay, poor guy...we all feel for you. There was no way I was keeping the name Bullwinkle, so we opted to go with Moose. At first I didn't know what to think of it, but after awhile it grew on me. Plus, it's pretty unique so that's all the better.

Zoey we got randomly...I was going through various names in my head and was writing them down. I always promised myself I would name my next dog Laika, but it just didn't fit her. Zoey was sweet and cute, but at the same time sounded a little bit feisty and tough. Plus, I can call her Zoes [pronounced like toes] for short...and what could be better than that?