When I was a little girl, my Father bought me a puppy.
And, he told me since it's my pet, that I should be the one to name her.
So, I did.
I named her "kelev", which in Hebrew means dog.
My parents tried for some time to talk me out of that name, but I was a pretty stubborn little girl; and I wasn't having any of their suggestions, so, I stuck with the name "kelev".
Only after I grew up, I understood that I named my dog a dog.
Kelev lived with her name for 15 years.