Rod Stewart

My parents used to have this magpie who'd come around their house a lot. It'd poke around in the backyard for walnuts and other things to eat. It liked to hop around their deck and we could watch it from the kitchen windows. One day I think it actually flew in the house, but that's another story.
The reason I remember this bird so well is because one day, during Sunday dinner as the magpie was hopping around the deck trying to swallow a plastic toy grasshopper, we decided to name it. The first suggestion of "Maggie the Magpie" naturally lead us to our final choice of "Rod Stewart." We tried it out: "Hey, Rod Stewart is outside trying to swallow Andrew's plastic grasshopper toy." Success!

-Rod Stewart's Relative-

Rod Stewart doesn't come around anymore, but I'll always fondly remember his antics in the backyard.
"Hey guys, Rod Stewart's back...and he's trying to crack that walnut shell off the deck."
"Rod Stewart tried to fly into the house again!"
"Be careful. Rod Stewart's out there and he might bite you."

I think when we get another pet someday I want to name it something along the same lines as "Rod Stewart". You know, like "Phil Collins".

"Come, Phil Collins! Come! Good boy!"
"Phil Collins was trying to eat his poop again."
"Somebody let Phil Collins out. He's scratching at the back door again."