Subj : New lurker in the echo
To   : Patrick Vittori
From : George Pope
Date : Wed Aug 13 2003 05:38 am

On (07 Aug 03) Patrick Vittori wrote to Kay Shapero...
 PV>  OHMYGOSH! I was beginning to think unusual names were a 'family'
 PV> thing. I have an Aunt who has a beautifully tempered Russian Blue that
 PV> she named "Mouse". They visit here every year and one of our
 PV> discussions over cat names was -what- kind of rodent the _next_
 PV> cat would be named after. :)

My mom's cat is "Mouse". . . but my personal experience with animal
names for cats started at a foster home at age 14, where we had a cat
named "Puss," then I had my first cat, & didn't know what to name him,
so I just called it "Cat", then my next cat I named "Casey"(actually
"K.C.", short for "Kitty Cat"); got another one sort of by
default/accident from a female acquaintance, and didn't want two "cat"
names at once(no real reason, just a sudden & inexplicable prejudice),
so I named it "Dog"!

Long after, I got another cat, & just felt like breaking the pattern
(couldn't think of any feline names for that one, and sort of wanted to
call him "Peaches & Cream" or something similar, because his coloring
was so unique and beautiful, but nothing I could think of sounded right
for a boy, and then I noticed I was calling him, "Little Buddy" more
than anything else, so "Gilligan" it was!

The one I have now was named "Pumpkin" by the woman who adopted her, but
I've found her to be more of a "street punk" type personality, so I call
her "Punkin". . . :)

 PV>  LOL! Ya, my kit is a determined hunter too. The 1st year I lived here

Gilligan had free access through an always-ajar living room window to
the great outdoors, and used to spend a lot of his time out hunting
birds (quite successfully, so it saved me on cat food bills, but the
little brat would never do his 'business' while outside -- he'd always
come home just to pee! (I tried to tell him to cut that out & save me
some money/time/work with the litterbox, but he'd never listen!) :|

I had him neutered, and the rule was to keep him indoors for 4 days --
it broke my heart to watch him at the window, waiting for it to open so
he could go out and play!

Finally, after the 4 days, I opened it, and he was gone in no time!

An hour later, I hear him fussing with something (often he'd bring his
birds home to finish off) and I see him with a quarter of a SEAGULL!!
(BIIG birds here!)  He was covered in blood(not his own, much, luckily!)
and enjoying chowing down on the rest of the wing/breast!

I could just picture what happened -- he got outside, and, being a
typical MAN-type male /purr/-son, he was thinking along the lines of,
"So what, you chopped off my 'nads, I'm still a MAN -- watch me hunt the
biggest damned thing I see out here in the parking lot -- I'll show you
that you can't take my manhood away!" *LOL*

Punkin doesn't go out at all, so I don't know what kind of hunter she'd
be -- she does do well at catching flies (she jumps straight up and
catches them in mid-air, between her two front paws (so cuuuuute!)

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