Scene: Dan and I are staring at the giant bunny (see my post on this weeks Seven Dames a Week for the background story). Toby is screeching like a bird at the end of the leash trying desperately to attack it.
Me: We should name him! I shall now call him Peter.
Dan: Melissa, its a girl.
Me: How do you know?
Dan: She's obviously pregnant.
Me: Okay...her name is Kit!
Dan: Sounds good.
Me: No. I don't like that name.
Dan: How about Thumper?
Me: Nah, too generic.
Dan: You wanted to call it PETER a minute ago.
Me: Not Peter. Pete-HER. The girl version. Obviously.