Cannon (Socks CCXXXV)

Rar had learned from Nick Cole that if one met one with no name, one gave them one.
“Dyson, look at him, tell me what you see.”
“Look at him? He’s all over me.”
“What color is he?”
“Green.”
“That’s not a good name. What else?”
“There’s a tag.”
“Read it.”
“Cannon.”
“Cannon is a manly name. How about it towel?”
“I like it, sounds tough,” Cannon agreed.
“Now, tell us what you do.”
“I soak up water from people.”
“I soaked up some water once, when Grunter stepped in a puddle. I didn‘t like it.”
“Why not? It‘s great.”