This reminded me of my first babysitting job, aged 15. For a woman that worked with my Mum. I got dropped at their house and the dog ran into the room, I was standing patting it and her husband walked in and shouted “Breakdance Badass sit down!!!!”, I was terrified and sat on the sofa. Turned out the dog had the same name as me and that’s who he was talking toMy youngest son’s name is also quite a cliched name for a dog. There’s been a few times when we’ve been out on a walk, heard someone calling his name, turned round and they’re shouting for their dog