About five years ago when Dave and I were living in deepest darkest 'king Aberdeen we were chatting wistfully about puppies one night.
Dave: I've always wanted a dog.
Me: What would you call it?
Dave (without hesitation): Uncle Len.
We were pissed (obviously) and so we promised each other that one day we would have a dog and name it Uncle Len.
So that's how this weekend we found ourselves the proud owners of Uncle Len....
...and then five minutes later we came to our senses and realised that she was far too beautiful (with not a comb over in sight unlike her namesake) and so had to spend a frantic weekend thinking of girls names.
Everyone, please say hello to Poppy.
You didn't really think we'd call her Uncle Len did you?