Ivan the Terrible

In the middle of a busy day. Ivan and Frankie ran outside. Ivan is a very territorial black lab mix, who chases people down the street barking at them. Most of our neighbors are okay with this, but occasionally a neighbor is a little freaked out by him. I chased him around for about an hour, only to have my husband trick him into the car by opening the door and asking if he wanted to go for a ride.

Ivan was adopted from the local SPCA, after Hurricane Ivan. A very nice person rescued a group of animals from the Gulf port, Mississippi SPCA. One of them was Ivan. His original name was Zeus (which did not suit his disposition). So, we re-christened him Ivan.

I personally think it means to run-like-hell-and-not-listen-to-your-parents. Apparently it really means, God is gracious. Hmm, I think it should be changed in the baby name books. What do you think?