This is an almost eleven-year-old Newfoundland named Fleur. She named herself.Her original name was Pflouff ("Floof") because when she was a puppy, she was a big ball of fluff. But people liked to joke that "floof" meant fart. I complained that she most certainly was not a fart -- she's a flower. So I nicknamed her Fleur.Apparently she liked that name better. One night she just stopped responding to Pflouff altogether. I still say Pflouff quite a bit (after all, she was Pflouff for a decade), but if I want her to actually listen to me, I call her Fleur.