Mera was waiting at the garden when we went down for dinner at 6.30pm. When we reached home at 7.30pm, he was still there. He came forward and wanted tummy rubs. I was going to carry him upstairs, when his dad came downstairs. I asked him if he wanted me to take Mera upstairs. He indicated that he had some biscuits for Mera. I took the opportunity to explain to him the name tag. He seemed alright with it. I hope he understands, and to continue to love Mera.