Cody, Cody, Cody. He who loves to eat cardboard. He who makes the Toddler laugh daily. He who has the wrong freakin' name.

Not that I really know what his name should be, I just know "Cody" isn't quite right.

We have a Disney name rule around here, and that has always worked. Megara couldn't possibly have a name more fitting for her. She is the canine equivalent of Disney's leading lady who can't decide whether to play for the good team or the bad one. If there was a Hercules in our midst, he would certainly fall hard for her, only to have his heart broken as she two-timed and manipulated him. Yup, "Meg" works.

"Cody" doesn't.

Alexis named him. He is her dog. Therefore, the name will stay. Although, I knew it wasn't right even as I read aloud a list of male Disney characters back when we got him. It just doesn't "fit" him. (Mind you, I haven't watched The Rescuers Down Under in a long time. Maybe if I did I would find that the character and he seem to have something in common, as I have with every other pet we've given a Disney name.)

While he is stuck with his first name, his middle is a whole other thing. Months ago I tried to figure out just the right middle name for him, and it wasn't bound by any household prisoner naming rules. I thought something that started with a "J" so he could be "CJ" seemed fitting. I asked some people for suggestions, but ended up back at my original thought--Cody Jack.

Oh, but I should have listened to Mindbling when she suggested "Jaws."

See:

Not only does the little man think he should eat our house, HE HAS TOO MANY TEETH. His baby canines didn't fall out, so he has four bottom canines happily co-existing in his mouth.

Here's another look:

The freak will have to get the extra teeth pulled at the vet's office.

Cody Jaws. The freak.