My Dog's Name is..
Spud...mad cocker spaniel with just one bollock, hence name. RIP my hamster 'Bender' who died in the week.
(qb5, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 20:59, Reply)

not my cats but..
I knew a guy who had 2 cats, a boy called "sensi" and a girl called "melia". obvious reasons really!
( legohead, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 20:59, Reply)

oh yes
and a friend had tortoises named Twinkletoes and Mr Plodd.

This still makes me laugh

(especially as one disappeared and then the other, and it was only 6 months later when their dad emptied the pond that they found the second - it like to have a drink but apparently lost its balance. My mates mum maintains it was pushed)
(niceandwarmandhot vive la résistance, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 20:59, Reply)

This one was mine
We had a stray once that was called "Sainsbury" because she was found at that supermarket, and every time we let her out of the house, that's where she went back to.

One day she didn't make it across the main road. We hadn't the heart to rename her "Squished" >.<
(Snitter the Rat, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 20:56, Reply)

cat
My family have only ever had cats. When I was little we had Benny and Gracie, but Gracie buggered off to a neighbour when my bru was born, and Benny eventually corked it at a ripe 18 years.

So to replace him, we got this manic tabby we rescued from an animal hospital (we went to the wrong building, and the place 'forgot' to inform us he could have died of the flu as soon as we got him home). He got better, and was the greatest cat in the world. But we didn't know what to name him.

He would sit in the garden and birds would dance round him and he sat serenely, so my parents joked Jesus or Francis.
He had the largest testicles you have EVER seen on a cat that small. For a while he was Nads or Big Balls.
In the end, we settled for something we could say to the locals ("have you found Jesus?" or "where is Big Balls"), and went for Harley, due to his purr you could hear a block away.

When his time was up (he thought all humans were wonderful, and they could never harm him, so he rolled around in the road a lot...), we got two kittens.

One was quiet, nervous and more than a bit stupid. He was totally my brother's though, and in a fairly futile attempt to give his cat an edge, named it Bobafet. Unsurprisingly, he became known as Bob, and would bring in elastic bands as trophies. Poor lad eventually went the way of Harley.

The other one kept trying to escape in the most spectacular ways. He was named Mac. (we dropped the 'queen' as it doesn't quite work) He still rocks, and this morning brought in a raven and a magpie. He even skinned a bird once (not eaten, just skin with feathers attached over *there* and skinned fleshy body over *there* - vet has no idea how he did this) so for a while he was known as Buffalo.

These days, he actually responds to Shithead. Which is appropriate, as he is currently sitting on my keyboard and chewing my head.
(niceandwarmandhot vive la résistance, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 20:54, Reply)

my pet fish
i have a fish- he is a carp
his name is dicky
his picture is the background for my desk top.. he is so cute.
(Polkaspots, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 20:51, Reply)

Not my pet. Fortunately.
A friend of mine decided to call his new dog "Stash" - because the moment he got it into his flat for the first time, it made a beeline for his stash of drugs...
(Snitter the Rat, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 20:44, Reply)

pet names
i used to have a cat named junior after sylvester's son. normal enough, but when he got eaten by a dog we got some goldfish. Goldie, Orange, and Cat. I was 6 at the time. Those died, so when i was 13 i got some guinae pigs. One was Captain Bob, the other Hairy. Those died, so i got a rabbit, named orea, for it's black and white coloring. We gave him away. Then I got a dog, named Xyb'r! (pronounced "cyber") becasue she was a siberian husky. My mom gave her away when i was at school one day.
(Baron von Aaron CHARGE!, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 20:28, Reply)

My brother is a retard
He wanted to name our cats Dinocart and Pervy. Not altogether sure why....
Now he calls one of them Victim. I like it, seems to suit her.
We also used to have a dog called Xylophone and two cats Saxophone and Cello. Hmmmm...
We've got a goldfish in our pond called Snowy. Once again, unexplainable.
Ooh, and one more, we had a cat named Oedipus. Shortened to Weedy. He used to bite my toes.
(Nearly, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 20:22, Reply)

I had threee dogs.
The first one was called "Brian" and didn't do much to entertain me, so i gave him away.
My second dog was called "Homer" and was a little bastard, he ran off one day so i left him to it.
My third dog, "George" was gay. Yes, gay, he 'played' with lots of dogs in front of my house. I let him go.
( Laughing Boy, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 20:17, Reply)

my friend calls his dog
Cool-Von-Fly
(NerfedGod, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 20:15, Reply)

Cat Names
Before I was born my parents took in a kitten which was the offspring of a half-feral rescue cat. She was called "Fang". When she later had six kittens of her own, they kept one, she was named "Olga" after the Russian gymnast Olga Korbut.

When I was at school our bearded Scottish English teacher (he was Scottish, taught English), had two cats called "Ethnic Minority*" and "Bastardª", although I gather he had some nicer names for them as well

*due to being black
ªdue to being a "bastard" as all animals technically are

Question to people giving their pets strange names:

Do you feel comfortable calling the cat by that name? Out loud? What about in the street at 3am while the neighbours are listening? What about when a friend or a date asks you what your cat's name is? Do you confidently tell them, or red-faced, shyly admit to the guys at the gun club that he is called "Mr. Snooky"?

From the alt.pets.cats newsgroup

"Due to Racial concerns regarding the term "Coon"
In California there are plans to propose a proposition
to drop the term "Coon" and use a different word for the
name of the breed. The new term will be announced next week."

What next? Anyone owning a black cat will have to call it "coloured"??

Any all-white cats will be investigated in case they are members of the Kitty Klux Klan?

Just watch out for those alley cats, they are secretly dealing in catnip.
( Amos E Wolfe makes vinyl signs and things like that, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 20:05, Reply)

We have two cats
named Ruff and Tumble. It raises questions at the vets if we only take one in at a time.

Also if we get a third, it'll have to put up with being called 'And'.
(kna has forgotten everything., Wed 25 Feb 2004, 20:00, Reply)

my sister and I once named a small black cat 'Karma'
so that when it inevitably got into trouble, we had an excuse to say "bad Karma!"
I make no excuses...
(KnitWit, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 19:58, Reply)

We didn't know what to call ours...
...so we just called them A and B. Was meant to be a short-term measure but it stuck.

The cat before those two was called Pooin but I never did quite work out why.

My brother had cats called Poo-face and Wee-breath. I guess that one's easier to work out.
( valley, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 19:57, Reply)

Jim and Irving
Jim from "GM", short for "Grey Mouser" from the Fritz Leiber books. Awesome cat: not only can she bring home animals twice her normal, housecat size, she's mothered so many kittens the RSPCA will no doubt neuter us. Ah, the glories of country living....

We also have a cat named "Irving" (IV), because it's the fourth black-and-white stray that's owned us. He's the only cat who walked up to the front door on New Year's Day, walked in the house like he owned it, and has yet to stop acting like a spaz*. Brilliant.


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* Defined as suddenly getting up, tearing through the house at 9 000 kph, racing out the cat flap, and ending up head first in the pond. Repeatedly. For no reason.
(notcarlos, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 19:55, Reply)

We have a cat called Beckham.
Beckham FFS! Unfortunately it was given by the breeders.
8 months later, we found out it was a girl cat. Was going to call it Posh but thankfully didn't.

It's a fecking evil thing too.
( Fronkle99, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 19:53, Reply)

my dad (he's welsh) found a cat, called it Meow, as we thought of nothing better.
Then its owners took it away and gave us their other one. The new one was called toffee. My dad was glad it was changed as the one he found was called Taffy
(0800221155 Coldseal windows, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 19:48, Reply)

I have three cats....
named Kleon, Monty and Shed.

Shed was a stray kitten who took up residence in the neighbours shed. He lived out there for three weeks, until we finally took him in when we were certain he didn't have another home. We hadn't named him properly as we didn't want to get attached to him so by the time he actually moved in he answered to Shed-Cat, Shed for short.

This said, my husband now tells everyone it's short for Shit-head. As he's a demanding, over-friendly, bouncy annoyance 90% of the time, it's curiously appropriate.

Kleon is named after a 4th century BC greek politicitian. Husband studied classics - 'nuff said.

Monty we got already named. Lucky for Monty really, considering the other two.

Mary Magdalen
(mary magdalen, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 19:46, Reply)

Tortoise
I once knew someone who had a tortoise called Shithead. No reason was ever given for bestowing the poor creature with such an unfortunate name.
(MrSnuggly, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 19:41, Reply)

Friend of mine
has a dalmation called 'Stripe'
(Havelock, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 19:30, Reply)

John
called his two cats tickles and tess. At first I didn't think anything of it until I heard his mum shouting from the back door "TESS, TICKLES,".
(Ant's in his pants, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 19:18, Reply)

I have a cat
named Kati. I was originally going to spell it "CA-T", but decided against it.

I once knew a guy with a dog named /dee-o-gee/.
( Syncubus Yarr! Ye'll be walking Planck's Constant! [GMT-5], Wed 25 Feb 2004, 19:10, Reply)

I inherited a canary when I rented a new flat
I talked to it, kept it and it's cage clean, bought it lots of treats. Everytime I looked at that little yellow bird it always seemed to be having a poo. I named it Shitty. I was slightly embarrassed when i became ill and I had to take it to the PDSA for treatment....
"my canary is sick"
"What's it's name?"
"ummm, err, oh, (inventing quickly)Shiddy"
(Bus Turd, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 19:08, Reply)

I know two siamese cats
named Mungojerrie and Rumpleteaser, affectionately known as Mungo and Teaser. After the clever and criminal cats in TS Eliot's Book of Practical Cats, of course. They live up to their names.

My cats all have normal names, though... Izzy (short for Ezra), Miranda, and Louise. *shrugs*

edit: Miranda is the most high-strung of the three, and whenever she arches up and hisses my dad will giggle and yell out, "Hey, it's the Miranda Warnings!"

(you know, those things the police have to read out... you have the right to remain silent, you have the right to an attorney, anything you say can and will be used against you, etc.... those are the Miranda Warnings)
( TheFelineAnarchist, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 19:02, Reply)

well
.. i've currently got a rat called Bugger.... he got that name as when my sister argued with me steak was not a nice name i told her to 'bugger off' and well the name stuck...

Also used to have a rat called Wellard.... well he proved he was by getting it on with the neighbours rat.. and having many ratlings (babies or whatever they are called)

also my dog is retarded...he no longer answers to his name (basil) but only to woolacombe... because my dad always asks him if he wants to go for a walk there.... dumb mongral
(evil pete, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 19:01, Reply)

,
my friends mum when we were little had a cat called shitbag-presumably because he was one....but we had to call him tigger when her gran came round
(minister of evil, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 18:57, Reply)

I had a mouse
called BJ

I was 8, I didn't know what a BJ was!
( beefandcheese, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 18:54, Reply)

1,2,3,4
I had stick 4 insects as a kid and named them 1,2,3 & 4. Well, can you tell the difference between them? They rapidly multipied then ate each other and, surprisingly, ended up with 1,2 ,3 & 4. Or so my mum told me.
(Mrs Badcrumble, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 18:52, Reply)

My cat is called Daughey.
Not as is 'Doghey', more like saying Dorothy without moving your mouth. Try it.

And yes, there is a semi-interesting story as to why she's called Daughey. She was originally called Corriander, after my Dad's favourite herb. But then one day something happened which always happens with cats - you step on them.

You know what it's like. It's midnight and the cat has managed to blend into the carpet, just so you can step on it. Or it hides under the table, and then jumps out UNDERNEATH your feet. Well, it did the latter to my brother who consequently stepped on him.

In a moment of madness he said:
'Sorry Daughey.', presumably 'cos it rhymed. And for those who have watched Finding Nemo, our Daughey is the first and only Daughey, 100% of fact.
(ChimneySweep IS TWO PEOPLES!, Wed 25 Feb 2004, 18:50, Reply)