great story about how you were named and brought into the lives of your human beans, my story is none so fascinating as yours, but I did do a lot of pleading for our second dog myself, firstly when we saw the breeder we got Monty from had had another litter, and secondly when everyone else chose a different pup! We got Monty because our hearts belong in a place south of the south coast of England called the Isle of Wight, we saw an Australian shepherd there, the first one we'd ever seen, and through researching, found the breeder on the island, and they were due a litter soon, perfect. Again, everyone chose a different pup to me, and I had a hard job trying to convince them, only when the puppies were 8 weeks, and almost old enough for us to take home, did they allow their minds to be changed
(also, the names were a huge family effort to decide on, nothing interesting a reason as to why they were picked - Monty and Woody - we just liked them!)
Nice to meet you!