Meet Hiccups. Ups for short.
He and a gorgeous vase of purple flowers arrived at our table at Paula Deen's restaurant, The Lady and Sons, on Monday!
His name comes from the hiccups that ensued after stuffing my face with fried chicken and mac and cheese. Our conversation went a bit like this:
Me: I have the hiccups.
Daniel: Ha, that would be a good name for the bear.
Me: That's ridiculous. I'm not naming the bear hiccups. Yeah, no.
And then, of course, the name grew on me.