It’s been a hot minute since I’ve made a great name video! And let’s all be honest with each other… cats have the BEST names ;-) Looks like the dog lovers are just gonna have to prove me wrong in the comments.
My cat Rover's name was the bane of my Vet clinic. They finally changed his chart name to 'Rover the Cat' so the techs would quit panicking when they went to get 'Rover' for a procedure and couldn't find him in the dog room.
One of the funniest cat names I ever saw was simply '#10' Yes, the number 10. It came down to situation. We went to an asian restaraunt many, many years ago and saw a mostly black on black tabby striped cat wandering around the dining area. Didn't think much of it and perused the menus. Since we westerners make absolute hash out of asian words most of the menus have numbers. Under main courses there were items 1 thru 9, 11-35. Again, it looked like a typo as item 9 was at the bottom of a row. But one of the people at the table asked "Where's this tenth item, what is it?" In broken english the waiter said: "Oh, ten not dish for customer." Like... huh? "Why?" The waiter just shrugged and took our orders. Some minutes later one of our party started laughing hysterically. She had managed to catch the (very social) cat and was petting it. She held up the nametag on its collar: '#10' in the same typefont that was on the menu. I guess you can get around no animals in restaurants if it's a potential dish...
My cat's full name is Maximus (we call him Max) but I was at the vet one time with him and heard the tech call out "Okay, I'm looking for Monkeyface?" A young woman with a cat carrier stood up and said "Oh, it's actually MR. Monkeyface" and just casually walked back with the tech lol.
The Cat Distribution System dropped a kitten off in my yard. His name is now Squeaky Squeakersqueaks McSqueakerson von Squeaksalot because he communicates like a broke squeaky toy 24 hrs a day.
My cat's name is Jimmychanga. I adopted him when he was 7 months old, and at first I didn't like the name, so I went through every name I can think of until I realized that Jimmy is who he is and will always be. He has about a million nicknames (what cat doesn't?), but some of the most commonly used are: Jimmy Shimmer, Yimmy, Bug, Little Bug, and Monkey Butt. 😁
There's always that one animal with a million nicknames. In our house its my mom's dog Homer. He's homey, home-slice, homeboy, homer g. homer, homestar runner, etc. He gets confused too when I call for my boy Herman since its close enough in his ears. Also have a Nova whose full name is Supernova, but we call her Nova Scotia and noodle horse.
@@MrDeathBunny lol I love it! Pretty much all the pets I've ever had have had endless amounts of nicknames. I think it's just inherent to those of us who love animals, and keep them as part of our families!
Many years ago, I got a cat at the local shelter. I was having a hard time finding a name that suited her until I realized I kept asking her "How's my baby?" So, that is how she got her name -- Baby. She never once meowed. Whenever she wanted to be let back in the house, she would knock on the door. One day, very early in the morning, after she had been "on vacation" for a few days, I heard a knock on my bedroom window. Baby was smart enough to know (a) I would not be able to her knock on the door at the other end of the house, and (b) that I would be in bed. Sadly, a few weeks later, she left for another "vacation" and never came home. She was a faithful companion for more than 10 years. After Baby, I got a pair of 2-month-old kittens (sisters) from a co-worker. One was all black; the other had white toes. I tried to find names that went together. I finally settled on Puss and Boots. (Guess which one was Boots.) Puss passed at the age of 3 in my arms; and Boots at the age of 10. I have fond memories of the pair of them lying on my desk as I worked on my computer. Puss would sleep to one side of me; and Boots the other side -- I was the meat in a cat sandwich. Within a month of Boots' passing, I went (again) to the local shelter and adopted Grrrl. She is quite good at knowing what time it is. Every evening around 10:00, she joins me on the couch -- often she can somehow hear me turn off my laptop. She has to make sure I do not forget her bedtime snack -- a handful of Whiskas Temptations treats. She has the softest fur I have ever felt on any of the many cats I have had during my 54 years in this world.
I had a pair of light tan and cream gerbils called Spud and Tater. I found a vet that would neuter male gerbils in town, so with litter the whole group went to the vet to have Spud neutered. I put the jumbo kritter keeper on the counter when checking in, and the receptionist asked who was this? I said with a straight face, “This is Spud and Tater, and Tater’s tots.” (Litter of six about a week old). Whole front office had a good laugh.
I had a cat named D.C. That stood for 'Damn Cat'. He managed to spit a pill the vet tried to give him back up the vet's nose. One of the assistants had to use forceps to retrieve the pill before it dissolved up there. This isn't how he earned his name, but let's just say it wasn't out of character.
@@Sphendrana I'm not sure he didn't do it on purpose, honestly. Some of his other adventures included: He was built like a bulldog that did weight training. One time we were trying to get him to the vet (always a rodeo) and my wife got him with both hands on his scruff. He dug into the carpet with all 4 paws and actually managed to pull a full grown adult woman half way across the living room. We got a full grown black lab/mix. The dog was about 65 pounds. D.C. instantly HATED the dog with a white hot passion. The dog instantly LOVED the cat. The first time the dog came home, he ran up to the cat and licked him from head to tail, then just stood there being a goof. D.C. looked up, saw that this was a boy dog, and swatted him in the manhood (doghood?). The poor dog almost did a forward flip when he jumped. The dog liked to sleep under the cat post. D.C. would jump off of the top and land on the dog at least twice a week, and that was a 16 pound cat from 5 feet up. They eventually got to be friends, and would curl up together to nap, but the kitty suplex from the top rope never stopped. D.C. would forget to swallow when he was being petted. He would start to purr, and drool uncontrollably. Like, buckets of cat drool. Cute and gross at the same time. He passed on years ago at 17. He was an awesome little guy,, and I still miss the fuzzy little jerk.
Microwave tracks. Had a kitten that wouldnt let me do my homework back in the 90s, so i stuck her on top of the old school monitor so i could work on my project, she started purring. She got the name mouse, lived to be 21 years old
100%. When I've taken my cats to the vet for shots and neutering they ask "how do you spell that?" and I just say "however you want, they don't spellcheck"
@@oopomopoo We had a female cat named Bretzel (pretzel in french), During a visit to the vet the receptionist spells it "Bretzelle" (feminizing the word) and we didn't even reacted, just all collectively thought "yup, I guess that's how it's spelled now." Our current cat is Bounty, it's his legal name from the foster family, and we liked it so we didn't change it, he is black and white but I'm pretty sure he has an orange brain.
Nah I think rodents have even more naming potential. for example, I know someone who named their guinea pigs all after food their fur resembled, Latte macchiato, Sracciatella and such
I introduced my cat to the Vet as, "King Buddy the First, Emperor." He looks at me funny, and asks, "Emperor? What did he conquer?" "My heart." "Fair enough." He turns to Buddy, does a proper full-on Roman Salute, and says, "Ave, Buddy Rex, IMPERATOR!" I looked at his assistant, and said, "What was I just saying, about why I like hanging out with Health Care professionals?" She giggles and says, "Because we're edumacated."
My cat's called Tennyson - his vet always came out to the waiting room and called 'Alfred, Lord Tennyson please'. Cue funny looks from the other owners, but cats would say the vet is just acknowledging their superior status.....😸
I was feeding some elusive feral cats at my dad's place while I was there taking care of him after surgery. I rarely saw more than one or two of the cats at a time and they always kept their distance, waiting to come up and eat until i'd put their food on the deck and gone back inside. I thought there were only two orange tabbies in the colony until January 2022 when I looked outside and saw 4 orange tabbies including a 3 or 4 month old kitten! I shook my head, mumbled "I must have lost my marbles!" before adding another can of cat food to the bowl and taking it outside. A couple days later my dad yelled out "Casey! Marbles is on the deck! He wants food!" I said "Pardon?" and Dad replied "That little orange kitten. I thought you said his name is Marbles and that you'd lost him. Well, he's on the deck right now and he looks hungry!" From that day forward his name was Marbles. By March he let us stay on the deck while he ate. In April he started aslking to be petted and rolling over for tummy rubs. On May 20, 2022 we picked Marbles up and brought him inside the house. He was my dad's best buddy, always at his side, sleeping with him every night and every nap, even riding on the seat of Dad's walker to keep him company while he did his walking for physio or even just to the bathroom and back to the living room, right up to the day Dad passed away. Marbles is the most incredible cat I've ever known. We now have Marbles, his littermate/sister Monsoon, their younger brother Pepper, the two surviving kittens (Yvie and Ru) from Monsoons first live litter as a feral born in April 2023 and Willow who was born in a litter of 4 that Monsoon had in my spare/quarantine room a month after we caught her in our live trap. I found homes for the other 3 (Bob, Bianca, and Katya) and now everyone is neutered and they have a forever home with me. They are far too tame to ever release and, since they're so tame, there's no need to release them.🧡🧡
When shelters bring in groups of cats they often have a theme, helps to keep track of which batch each cat is from. That's how a lot of shelter pets end up with weird names. I met a cat named Paper... His siblings were Rock and Scissors
We once had a snowshoe siamese that we picked up as a stray when he was barely a year old (had been abandoned twice in that time, apparently). We named him Harley because his purr was so loud and reverberated so powerfully that it almost sounded like one of the motorcycles. We had him for 14 years until he passed.
One of my boy cats is named Pippin. Yes, he asks for second breakfast. Yes, he knocks stuff over and touches stuff he shouldn't. He isn't the brightest of cats. But very loyal, brave, and gets along with everyone.
When I worked as a vet tech we had a very fat (nearly 35lb) tuxedo cat come in for a first wellness. Sweet cat, purr like a jet engine, but so fat he couldn’t stand or sit for prolonged periods and he couldn’t lie on the table with his feet tucked under, so he just kinda belly flopped with his legs flopped out to the sides. Name: Shamu 😂 Owners were long time clients with 7 other cats and took immaculate care of all of them. They’d just adopted him. He’d been turned over to rescue by his elderly owner who doted on him and fed him tuna and half and half and kept forgetting if she’d fed him or not. Her health was failing and she was moving in with her daughter who was horribly allergic so he had to find a new home. Shamu was in pretty good shape considering. They put him on a diet and exercise regimen and while he remained a rather stout fellow he did slim down to about 20lbs over the next year and could at least move normally and clean himself properly.
I had a cat named Jack, after Jack the Ripper. He was a vicious ankle biter with very sharp claws as a kitten. After he became an adult however, he got very fat from trying to keep the food away from the other cats. So, he ended up with the nicknames Shamu the Land Whale and Moby Jack the Great Striped Whale. Eventually everybody needed prescription diets and we figured out a way to get him to slim down.
Had a cat named Stormy, 20 lbs chonker, he loved his food. Deserved it after everything he had been through tho. Thought we'd lose him at various points in his life, before he needed to be put down. Also worked at a shelter, where they had a 35ish lbs cat...just massive...
2 cats chose to live with us having been left when a neighbour moved and left them , mother & daughter they didn't tell us there names so we called them Tart & Ratbag. Used to get odd looks when we went to the vets. Long story how they got their names.
We have 2 fat males. Don't know their current weights. One JR (black cat) went out on a trip for a week, thought he was gone forever because he didn't do that kind of thing that long, and he came back with pillow paw. Unfortunately the only medication that work for him, also makes him feel like he's starving to death and makes him retain weight. The vet once us to portion control the dry, but for our situation and how many rescues we have, that isn't practical. He does get a very small portion of wet food because his sister has to have to for medication she needs (God seems to send us all the ones that need medical help......our wallets are about gone though) so of course he gets a taste, plus it helps his coat from the meds. Our other guy, Duke (white with gray patches) he is genetically born to be chubby. He's a tamed wild cat and we kept them all fed, but his Dad was naturally chubby, even though we know he was getting over fed........then add to that he seems to identify as a dog and likes to eat their food. Which we are currently working on
I had "Antny da Slasha" sometimes known as "Antny da Pissah". At the vet, he was "Anthony and watch out for claws" He was a beautiful black and white boy. He taught the other cats at home the joy of anointing Mama's furniture. I loved him anyway. And got new furniture after he transitioned.
When my mom got a new kitten, she named him Tux (short for Tuxedo). He was so little, and I called him kitten, or Tux. One day I meant to say "Tux", but it came out "Chuck," That stuck for a while too, until one day he was being a menace, and I yelled a combination of "Chuck", "Tux", and "Kitten", which came out as "Chicken". His nickname from then on was Chicken, and I still refer to my mom as "Chicken Mom" to this day! 😁
@@iloveadeafboy17 Put her in a dress and call her Fancy Dinner. Put a carrot on her while she's sleeping and call her a Dinner Plate. Put some bunny ears on her and call her Easter Dinner. 😄
I had a Christo-Fur. My roommate at the time was studying Latin, and pointed out that Christo means God, and Fur means Thief. So along with being an adorable Christofur, he was also God of Thieves.
Christ comes from the Greek word χριστός (chrīstós), meaning "anointed one". The word is derived from the Greek verb χρίω (chrī́ō), meaning "to anoint." In the Greek Septuagint, χριστός was a semantic loan used to translate the Hebrew מָשִׁיחַ (Mašíaḥ, messiah), meaning "[one who is] anointed".
@@caligulathegodSo then together it means “Anointed Thief”? Lol, I hope the OP sees your reply, because Anointed Thief sounds so much less significant than what they thought it meant. 😂
@@caligulathegodYes, in greek. But latin a much older language, which is the basis for a good amount of languages. Meaning both of you are right. It just depends on what language you base it off of!
Not my cat but that of a friend: She found a little cat in a field, that wasn't shy at all and appeared to be well groomed, so she assumed the cat ran away from previous owners as the nearest house was several miles away. My friend went to the shelter, but they didn't have any room and asked her to keep the cat and they would help to find the owners. When no one comes to claim the cat, they said, it would be my friends property. Well.....no one came and "Property" lived a very happy life with my friend :).
My cat's name is Monet, he's a black and white cat, we thought it was funny to name him after a painter of incredibly colorful paintings. He's the sweetest cat I've ever seen.
I had an opposite name too, Nössö (Finnish for wuss, but more cutesy) was unbelievably brave cat, she even chased a German Shepherd once. She always had her much more timid sisters back and loved to walk on a leash like a dog. Only New Year and fireworks made her anxious, otherwise she was just like living teddybear, without any worries in the world.
My friend had a bunch of rabbits named after painters (including a Monet, of course). I always thought it was just a cute little thing his family decided on. I came to find out years later the tradition got started because their first rabbit got an ear bitten off by a litter mate so they decided to name him Van Gogh. 😂😂
I remember that there was a dog at a dog show who's name was Dammit. He was in an obedience ring (they have to follow certain commands - hence "obedience") and the uproar that occurred when his handler first called out his name was hilarious. My mother said that he had to prove that was the dog's name and that he wasn't swearing, lol .
"Git over here, Dammit!" "Dammit, what are you doing?" Probably the phrases used a lot as a puppy so the dog just figured that was his name and everyone went with it
Two of my kitties were named Poopie and Stinky, they were rescues that had the runs when we got them. We now have Piggly and Wiggly, and their younger brother Sir Nibbles Licksalot
One of my cats is named Fugly, for obvious reasons. A big tortie, who had stood her ground a few times and it showed, but loved cuddles. She followed me home from the village pub and decided to stay.
I had one who would jump onto my shoulder whenever I opened the freezer, like she was perusing dinner options. Her sister liked to explore the fridge. With those two we learned to always check before closing the door so they didn't get locked in and suffocated. Our male cat liked to sit in the crockpot.
Interesting thing - I have an ant problem in my kitchen (tropics problem…/sigh). But the one place they won’t go is inside my microwave. Makes it a great storage spot (except I’m no doubt passively irradiating my bread). But I did learn that for cinnamon doughnuts they will brave the radioactive wasteland 🍩 🐜 🐜 🐜 🐜 🐜
When I was a kid (maybe even before I was born, I’m not sure), my dad befriended a black and white cat. She decided that our home was, in fact, her home too. He named her Nobody because that’s all she had when she first showed up. She was a grumpy old thing but very loved by all of our family. Her nose dripped constantly when she would purr. I remember finding it terribly funny that we would say things like “Nobody is here” or “Nobody loves me” and actually mean our beloved kitty.
Imagine if nobody had kittens, you could have named them something similar, like somebody, everybody, things like that. Could also do something like Nobody else. Now I want to name a cat somebody because “I have to go take care of Somebody.”
We have a cat named "Little Dude" -- who turned out to be a girl cat ... the vet's had a good belly laugh when we had an appointment for her to be neutered --- we found out when we picked her up she was a little dudette instead. :) She goes by KeyKey now lol
My orange craziness is called Sir Furgus Don Fluffigus Fergermeister Meisterfurger the Soggy. I have never had a vet tech laugh so hard or show so much dedication at getting as much of his name as possible on the chart
@@weirdredpanda The first thing he did when he was allowed to explore more of the house was climb into the bathtub and he only did it after someone took a bath or shower. For the first six months it seemed like he was continuously soggy because he was always finding water to lay in. Toilet lids have to be kept down because he will sit in the toilet and play in it. He's almost a year old...now he climbs in sinks.
My cat had kittens, boy, boy, boy and a girl. Took them to the vet, vet said boy, boy, boy and a girl. I named the girl Nancy. A few months later the 'crown jewels' appeared but he'd already learned his name and I didn't want to confuse him, so he became Nancy-Boy! The vet couldn't stop laughing!
My cat is named Worf. Dad liked Star Trek and my lil klingon warrior clings on to anything. To avoid confusion and accidentally being called Wharf, he is registered as Commander Worf.
My cats are just Patterson and Calypso, but my sister has a deaf one that she named Cherokee because a guy blocked traffic with his Jeep Cherokee so she could go rescue it out of the middle the busy street it was trying to cross when it was only 6 or so weeks old. She didn't have the chance to get the guy's name, so she named the kitten after his car!
@@flannelpillowcase6475 now that you mention it, you're right! If there was any justice in the world, she would've run into him at a coffee shop at some point! Lol
FAT M.I.L.F.........My former blue princess was a heavily pregnant stray I took in. She was very barrel like yet so thin, hungry and adoringly affectionate we called her Fat M.I.L.F. (the mother I like to fuss). She bore 6 beautiful kittens of which one I kept and she is now 15yrs old. Sadly Fat Milf passed away 5yrs ago to cancer but she had the most amazing life which she repaid 10 fold with her love, trust and loyalty.
My recent take in is a black cat that can't or won't retract his claws so they always stand out stark white and ready against his pitch fur. He is Murder Mittens.
@CariadChavez ayyyyyyyy!!! We had a foster dog we called Madam Hifi Banjo Strings, or Maddy for short. Wishing you all the cookies for later 😉 Have you seen any of the new episodes from a couple of years ago? The Fellout Las Vegas episode is story-telling GENIUS
We have two cats, an orange tabby whose full name is Philip J. Fry, and a tiny 6.5 pound calico named Millie, after Fry’s grandma Mildred. Millie came to us with no teeth, half a tail, and a limp. We felt giving her a grandma name was very appropriate, despite the fact that she’s only 3.
He was a cool cat. I had him for about 18 years. He would follow me around outside. He tracked my ex all of the way back to his tree stand a few times.
I had a totally black shorthair cat. Named it Velvet Elvis. I saw his ‘chart’ at the vet’s one visit, and the vet had scrawled at the top, “ best cat name, ever!”
I had a cat called Seefer...(C for cat). A dog called "Syndrome". So I could tell him get DOWN....Down Syndrome! and another dog I called Herpes....because he just wouldn't heal! A few cats just called "Cat"....more than few actually. An X of mine had a hamster called Slobodan.
Sherlock and Watson. Aside from the fact that "A Study in Scarlet" was the first novel I ever read, it suits their personalities. They're littermates and while Watson is a sociable tuxedo, Sherlock is a stand-off-ish tabby patched loner who really only likes Watson. He might accept scritches from a human he knows, but he'd rather spend time with Watson.
One of my cats is named Sherlock! My coworker found a litter of kittens, and he was the last one to be named. Since he's a tux, I thought he needed a formal-sounding name, which equals British in my mind, so I named him Sherlock. Months later I ended up adopting him, and... he's like the opposite of Sherlock Holmes. Skittish, super affectionate, and dumb as a sack of hammers. 😂 I love him, though!
I almost named my cat Miso, but when I met him for the first time IRL I realized his fur was a little lighter than in the foster’s photos. So he’s Waffles instead 🥰
Many years ago, my landlord had two cats. One was an indoor cat the other was an indoor/outdoor cat who came and went. They named them IK and OK (indoor kitty and outdoor kitty).
I love these so much! I have four, and in the latest generation we wanted all food names. My little black cat is named Decaf. When we learned more of her personality, we decided it was short for iHop Decaf, because we ordered decaf at an iHop at 11pm, and were bouncing around the house until 4 😂. Sometimes, when the zoomies are too much, my wife calls her “International House of Pancakes Decaffeinated Coffee!” 😂😂😂
We visited Kalamazoo, Michigan many years ago and passed a business called The Kalamazoo Kollege of Kanine Kosmetology. I have always wanted to put that on a resume.
I got a huge laugh out of our vet when he met, at the time our newest cat, Ivan. 'This is Ivan. Rarely Ivan the Great... Frequently Ivan the Terrible." 😂 Got another, not as big of a laugh with Mayhem. Mamed because everywhere she goes, mayhem ensures.
Growing up we had one named Road Pizza. We lived on a road that had a speed limit of 100kph but thankfully not much traffic. He used to go lay on the road. My late cat was Ramesses and I wrote his cartouche in hieroglyphics on the vet intake form next to his name.
We have four cats, three have pretty normal names (Socks, Charlie, and Emily) but our fourth is a very large, rotund, long haired calico named Princess Boppy because 1) she’s a princess and 2) when you reach out to pet her, she lifts herself up to head-bop your hand. She also has an immune disorder and is a frequent visitor to our vet. Whenever we’re there, there’s a parade of techs and docs coming in to see her because she’s chirpy and sweet and delightful (like a classic Disney princess). We were in a couple of weeks ago for her booster shots and it took the better part of an hour because this tech hadn’t met her yet, or that vet wanted to say hi or whatever. She just either sat on the exam table soaking up the adoration, or wandered on the floor from person to person chirping her hellos and encouraging attention. Our other three cats are far less gracious (one is almost dangerous) but Boppy is special. ❤
Just like Disney Princesses attract woodland creatures and butterflies simply by existing, Princess Boppy attracts vet techs and vets simply by showing up. 😂
Furburger is why our local snip clinic no longer calls out the names of the pets. I thought it was hilarious because my special gentleman friend picked her up for me while I was at work. My fluffy ragdoll is Chairman Meow. The cat that loves me the most is DJ JAZZY JASMINE MEOWMEOWMEOWMEOW! The meows are done like the horn sound DJ Khalid uses. You say the whole name every time, like A Pimp Named Slickback. I think my personal favorite is Pinky π. I installed the Greek keyboard in my phone so I could use the pi symbol for his name
At one point there was a cat colony in my neighborhood and a lot of them would come to our house because we had outdoor cats and the food attracted them. We gave some of them names, but they were usually dumb ones. There was Hissy, M.C. Whiney (the M.C. stands for motor cat, because of how loud he purred), Tarheel (she had a block spot on her heal), White Fluff, Gordo Delgado, and one named Blackie that we ended up keeping. He was attacked by an unknown animal and needed emergency surgery to amputate one of his legs. My parents decided we'd keep him since they spent $700 to save him. My dad sometimes called him Black Hole, and we also called him Tripod.
Lucifer is Hebrew for “bringer of light”. I think it’s a beautiful name. People only think Satan’s name is Lucifer because 2 Corinthians 11:14 says that Satan “changes himself into an angel of light”. It is the only place in the Bible where the word lucifer could be linked to Satan
@@rachelk2457 I have a black cat. He is a Russian blue x His name is Koshka (Russian for cat, so very original 🙃, or not 😂). When he is being naughty, I call him Snot-ska. I love etymology & name origins- I’m glad you enjoyed my little factoid 🤓
@@crystalgriffiths lol Snots- ka 😆well I had a cat named Neko which means cat in Japanese but the previous owners named her. It's okay to do that as long as you like the name.
A friend of mine has a cat named Wibble. She has a neurological disease that makes her unstable so she wobbles a lot. She will press her body into the back of the sofa to groom and will shove her butt into a corner so she can eat. My friend has 9 pets total, but I'm always asking for Wibble pics.
I have a thing for naming cats after the serenity prayer in homage for the cat that saved my life. One time there was a kitten that was meowing on a very cold fall evening and hid under the wheelchair ramp at the back of my familys boarding house, i crawled under there to try to get him but he kept moving from one support beam to another away from me, crying for help. The mama cat came partly down the drive and got scared off but his sister ran up to him to comfort him. I went into the house for a towel and trapped her, her name is mercy. As for him, i had to get help of 4 other people, several hours, he ran into the workshop my mom left the door open to, called for a trap from the local no kill group and brought him inside the next morning. His name is shoganai, it literally means " it cant be helped" but culturally is used as a term for radical acceptance
When I met my husband at 16 he had a cat named Stupid. Apparently he had been gifted to him when he was 10 and, well, 10 year olds can be silly with names. His mother was so embarrassed when taking him to the vet, they knew him as "Stewey" instead of Stupid. It always made me laugh. He was the sweetest Siamese I had ever met. It's been over 20 years and I still miss the heck outta him.
The best cat names I ever heard came from a lady who named her two Siamese, one male, one female, "Hei Yu" and "Hu Mi". Since female cats are called "queens", and I'm an amateur Egyptologist, I started naming my cats after ancient Egyptian queens. The vet absolutely *refused* to put Ankhesenamun on her chart, insisting that I shorten it to *something*, so at the vet she was Essie. Then there was Nefertari (*not* "Nefertiti", different queen!), Khenthap,, and Herneith, not to mention Seshemetka. 😀
Called my cat Samus, mostly from the fact that she likes to become a ball, and will ruthlessly seek out food, no matter how many times she needs to back track over the same ground over and over again.
Chuck Norris Roundhouse Cat is the funniest name I've ever heard. My friend used to have a cat with that name when she first got it. Then she changed it to Miss Buttercup.
My ball python is named Soup, because he's a noodle shape and therefore wherever he's sitting in his big ol' water tub, he's noodle soup. Everyone who hears it gets some form of a smile out of it. :) He's very sweet and oddly photogenic, even people who tell me they aren't a fan of snakes find him cute!
We have one cornsnake who was just tiny and skinny like a shoelace when we got her, so we named her Shoelace (usually just call her Lacey). We have another that looked like a little twig (short, brown and thin) and his name is Twiggy. 😂
