Monkey Poundcake

Last night, as we passed the house of the husky puppy (breed not little boys size), he was out with his nightgown-clad mama peeing on his puppy pad. He got a little noisy when he saw my boy. His mama chastised him, "Curtis, quiet. Shhh, Curtis, shhhh."

CURTIS? What the hell kind of name is that for a dog.