To the Keeper of the Beast:
It hath come to our collective attention that the rabbit residing within your quarters hath been tragically burdened with the moniker "Pluto."
While suitable for a cold and distant rock, it is a title utterly devoid of iron, steam, and industrial vigor. Look upon his smoldering eyes! That is no celestial body. That is a beast of pure mechanical torque.
Wherefore, we humbly pray:
- That the name "Pluto" be struck forthwith from all domestic ledgers.
- That the creature shall henceforth be known solely as Crankshaft.
It would mean the world unto me if the beast's name were henceforth decreed Crankshaft, for it was I who first did forge that most glorious title.