It Is A Dog

It was your first birthday present to me. It came with its sister in a little cage. When I opened the cage door, its sister immediately jumped out to greet me. It, however, was smaller than its sister and was hesitant of leaping the 3 inches from the cage to the kitchen floor. I wrapped my hands around its little tummy and carried it out from the cage.

Once out, it was more curious than its sister. It rushed about the kitchen, exploring and sniffing away.

"Give it a name," you said.

I was stumped and couldn't come up with a name for a long while.

"Name it after the place where we met," you suggested.