having a great dane is all fun and games until you turn around and the peanut butter apples you were making suddenly disappear and then you remember your dog is. taller than the counters
me: this is a background character who's in one scene, has two lines, and is completely irrelevant to the rest of the story. i am going to stop obsessing over what to name him and use the random name generator on behindthename.com. i am going to accept the first thing it gives me and move the fuck on.