As it frequently happens they boys had drifted together for some kind of a session. This particular night the subject of contention was wild animals and the gang was at it to see if they knew their animal offspring. Elk, deer, antelope, bear, cougars, coyotes all have little ones which are called something or other. The review was going fine until someone got to wondering what the young of a porcupine was called. There being no authority present to refer to, some of the names already given were again recited. It certainly couldn't be a calf, or a fawn, or a kid; and it surely didn't look like a cub or a kitten, or a whelp. So the head scratching became general.

On such a propitious occasion someone is bound to hit upon a way to solve the difficulty. And so it was that the bright member broke out with these words, "Let's call him 'Junior'".