“What would you name a dog in the witness protection program?” he asked. I tilted my head. “Wow, sounds serious. Boy or girl?” “Boy.” “What kind of dog?” I asked. “Mixed breed. Long hair.” “What color?” “Brown,” he said. “I’m thinking… Jake from State Farm? That way when someone says, ‘Where’d that dog come from?’ you can be like, ‘State Farm.’”
