Not my cat!
May. 6th, 2010 02:16 pmWe're not going to keep her, really we're not! Even though everyone in the family more'n-arf wants to. My dad will probably adopt her, as he is in the market for a young cat, pending her visit to the vet and a clean bill of health.
But if you name it, it's yours...and as of yesterday she had at least four possible names. Now it's five. I am trying to tell myself that this just gives Dad a better chance of naming her something other than "Cat" (his previous cat, now living with me, is named Katze: German for cat).
Chris calls her Random, for "random kitty" and also for Random of Amber. The fact that Random of Amber was a man is only added amusement. This also goes along with my preexisting mode of feline naming.
I proposed the name Indigo, since we found her the evening after the Indigo Girls concert, and her "points" are vaguely purplish if you exercise a little imagination.
Jamie suggested Magpie, for a kitty particularly fond of shinies. She had been staying in the upstairs bathroom. Go in there naked of a morning, sit on the commode, and she would jump onto your lap. Which when I did it gave her little nibbly teeth access to my piercings. (Ew.)
Rosa is calling her Princess She-wa-nah (gods only know how it's spelled). That's a bit much name for daily use, but Princess is not out of line.
This morning my colleagues misheard me calling her "foster cat" and declared that Foster was a fine name for a young Siamese. And as we are fans of Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends...
But if you name it, it's yours...and as of yesterday she had at least four possible names. Now it's five. I am trying to tell myself that this just gives Dad a better chance of naming her something other than "Cat" (his previous cat, now living with me, is named Katze: German for cat).
Chris calls her Random, for "random kitty" and also for Random of Amber. The fact that Random of Amber was a man is only added amusement. This also goes along with my preexisting mode of feline naming.
I proposed the name Indigo, since we found her the evening after the Indigo Girls concert, and her "points" are vaguely purplish if you exercise a little imagination.
Jamie suggested Magpie, for a kitty particularly fond of shinies. She had been staying in the upstairs bathroom. Go in there naked of a morning, sit on the commode, and she would jump onto your lap. Which when I did it gave her little nibbly teeth access to my piercings. (Ew.)
Rosa is calling her Princess She-wa-nah (gods only know how it's spelled). That's a bit much name for daily use, but Princess is not out of line.
This morning my colleagues misheard me calling her "foster cat" and declared that Foster was a fine name for a young Siamese. And as we are fans of Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends...