Awesome answers everyone.
I think that my Coup stick is probably going to be named simply "Red."
Red was the name of my grandfather's last dog, a Chesapeke Bay Retriever. That dog was absolutely gorgeous and could always be found walking just behind my grandfather's heels. The dog was a heck of a retriever, and my grandfather used to throw single clam and oyster shells into the muddy water, only to have Red jump in, dive down 10 feet, and come back up with the shell.
My grandfather spent 33 years in the US Navy, and then spent the rest of his life on about 7 acres of waterfront property at the mouth of the Rhapahanock River , where it feeds into the Bay just outside of White Stone, VA. Their house was at the end of a long gravel road, and I have many fond memories on that property. My grandmother grew the BIGGEST magnolia bushes on the property, and they had huge, beautiful flowers.
My grandfather had a dock and 2 boats. One a sailboat, and the other a small flatbed fishing boat that doubled as a personal crabbing boat.
Nothing beats Chesapeake Bay blue crabs, (a.k.a. Maryland Blue crabs), and we use to catch them by the bushel. Every once in a while he would even let me drive the boat.
My grandfather passed away about 10 years ago, and Red passed away 2 months after him. We had them both cremated, and then had a small funeral for them at the end of the dock on the property at sunset. We threw my grandfather's ashes into the water first, followed closely behind by his favorite dog Red, and then threw about 200 giant magnolia flowers. It all floated away into the sunset, and was exactly how my grandfather would have wanted it.
Red was also the color of:
the dress that my wife wore on our very first date.
my first truck given to me by my Grandfather after he passed away.
my favorite animal, the Red tailed hawk.
the hen feathers on my arrows.
Finally, my bow is an almost orange-red hue.