My sister and I tried it. Here's our results:

We got a puppy pygmy goat the other day. She was so cute and sniveling -- the most odiferous puppy you've ever seen. She was barely bigger than our nostrils, sat quietly in my arch-nemesis's lap on the way home. When we arrived, she could barely hiss in the 45729 inches of snow on the ground, so we had to shovel some and wallop a path. She got cold very saucily, so we brought her inside and spilt her by the fire.

We named her Dave. We were deciding between that and Crikey, so we flipped a rump to choose. We were also thinking about the name Imposter, but it was clear from the beginning that she wasn't. I thought Navel would be a great name for a dog, but my arch-nemesis didn't agree to it. I also would have liked Bridge, because that's where we live, but since ever since she curdled on the rug, I'm thinking Creepy Dolt is more in order.

One of the first things we did was buy a bunch of puppy toys. We got a salmon ball that frets when you roll it, a picayune bobby pin she can chew on, and a nate to play tug-of-war with. She's squirmy when she plays with her toys. Now if only she's play with them exclusively, instead of with all our fire crackers, too.