Well...
I was living in North Carolina, and met a woman doing rescue. Helped her out a bit. One day she called me and said that there was this super sweety at the Raleigh Animal Shelter that was going to be euthanized because he had heartworms, and he had been there for a month, and nobody would adopt him. So, one of the volunteers at the shelter agreed to pay for the treatment if we could find him a foster. I agreed even though I didn't know a THING about him. (The boyfriend agreed too, but was REALLY reluctant and bitchy about the whole thing!) So, we went to get him, and he was the BIGGEST SPAZ! He was about a year old, and in BAAAAAAAAAAAD need of a grooming! Big clumps of hair kinda hanging all over, and he was pretty skinny. BUT, his head was HUGE! So, we started calling him Big Head.
Well, the heartworm treatment took two months. (It was a severe case) Everytime I found a potential adopter and brought them over to meet him, Mark (boyfriend) found something wrong with them. It started to occur to me that maybe he was falling in love. Well, it was true. So, we kept him and he became Cabeza. (Spanish for "head")