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November 08, 2017


Kathy Lynn Emerson

Our current two are Nefret and Bala. In the past we've had Lavinia, Calpurnia. Feral, Jeremiah, Lancelot, Lefty, Smokey, and Spot. What? You expected this list to make sense?

Susan Neace

We have Swamp Fox, a red part pomeranian we found in a nature preserve, usually called Foxy, as well as Meta4, a cat who shows you his beautiful striped belly if you call him Pretty Boy. I always tell people my cats tell me their names, except for the very young pregnant feral Siamese cat I caught who is Meta4's mother. She is 11 now and is still called Girl. She wouldn't let us touch her voluntarily until 6 months ago and now she is in my lap constantly. However our cat with the most names lived initially in our small law office after a secretary found a traumatized very young kitten. Each staffer called him a different name- Beavis, Puss, Tigger, and mine, Oliver Wendell after a historic Supreme Court justice. Ultimately I took Ollie home with
Me, where my husband called him Beaster, which stuck with him through his 20 years in the family with everyone but me

Elaine Viets

It makes perfect sense, Kathy Lynn -- for a pet owner. Each pet has its own personality and deserves a name that fits it.

Elaine Viets

Love the story of Ollie/Beaster, the cat with a dozen names. His story has a happy ending. Nice name for Swamp Fox, too.

Hank Phillippi Ryan

Oh yes! My cat Lola is a perfect example. Her name was Lola. Which changed to Lolita. Which changed to Lolita-burrito, for some reason. And then, finally, just to the burrito. As in: where is the burrito?
( I really miss her, I must say. )

Karen Maslowski

We had a dog named Knife. Because he was meant to be my protector, you see. Ha.

My daughter's dog Sebastian was the dog of many names: Bastian, Bang-Bang, Bangarang, and others I can no longer remember. Their dog Otis, who is known far and wide for his gaseous emissions, is also known as Oderous, as well as Otie and Otie-oh.

Elaine Viets

Poor Otis,powerful, but in the wrong way.

Elaine Viets

Hank, you have perfectly described the nickname process. RIP Lolita.

Storyteller Mary

My long-ago stray cat was Max, because the neighbor who found her said she was a he, judging by her face -- and he grew up on a farm. Even I know the face is not where you look. After the vet visit, I made her name Maxi, and when the "too young to spay" Maxi had a kitten (Caesarian delivery), I just called her Baby, but she should have have been Minnie. ;-) The frog houseguest was Prince -- I had thought of Duke (our neighborhood is Ellington Place), but he was indeed a Prince. T. S. Elliot reading "Naming of Cats" ;-) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TXkLgtusza4

Elaine Viets

Thank you, Mary, for that wonderful reading by Elliot. Maxi must have been grateful, too, for the good home.

Alan Portman.

The fish are Richard and Louis. Princess Two balked at naming the newer fish Elsa, Samuel, and Elsa

Carrie Pelchat

Our Black cat is Phantom, The Phantom Menace, Phan-man, phat-man (he is 15 lbs)
Our 70lb Shepherd/Husky Mix, is Shelby, Pretty Girl, Pretty Pretty Princess.
Our 40lb black mutt, is Frankie, Cutie pie, Frank-in-ator, Frank-enberry.
Out 12lb Black Schipperke dog, is Bailey, Bailey-Boo, Boo, Boo-Bear, Boo-berry, Bibbidy Bobbidy Boo, She walks with a little bounce in her step.
Yes, we love nick names too :)


This reminds me of the song The Naming of Cats from Andrew Lloyd Webber's classic musical.

In that song, we are told that cats have 3 names. The name their family uses daily; a fancier name that makes the stand out amongst other cats; and finally their secret name that no human will ever know, but which the cat himself ponders daily.

It's really quite an excellent song is a show that has both highs and lows.

Elaine Viets

I love that song from "Cats," Kristopher. Now you'll have me humming it all day.

Elaine Viets

That's so cute, Carrie. I love how you've made your pets part of the family.

Elaine Viets

I'm with Princess Two. I can see Richard and Louis swimming through their domain with great dignity.

Kristie Nitzsche

Lancelot, fluffy butt, bubba, hubba bubba, bubbalicious, fuzzy butt.
Lexie, old girlie, little girlie, lexanator.
These are 2 dachshunds. Boy and girl. Old dogs. 15 yrs and 11 yrs.

Elaine Viets

LOL, you've got quite a roll call there, Kristie. Thanks for letting me in on the family secret.

Keenan Powell

My fiest Wolfhound's name was Liam. His registered name was Casey Jones in keeping with the litter's rock theme. The other two had call names the same as their registered names. I ran out of ideas. Liam was named after Liam Neeson. Darcy was named after Colin Firth. Fitz was named FitzWilliam.

Elaine Viets

You needed a Freddie for Queen. Nice story.

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