As you know, I share my house with 2 humans, 3 other felines and 2 Labrador Retrievers. We were all named after characters. Except for Stinkie. Daddy named him and he is not the world’s most creative name-giver. Not that I think Stinkie would take kindly to be named after some or other random character.
So let’s start with the most important character naming of them all. Me, of course. In case you still haven’t noticed who I was named after from our blog templateand name (although it is spelled a bit differently), I was named after the ultimate Snow Queen herself:
Let’s stick to the felines and give honor and respect to those who came before us. My Mommy had a cat when they still lived on the farm in Malelane. Think Kruger Park. Think huge raptors and humongous pythons that eat cats, dachshunds and even Jack Russells. I kid you not. Lucy didn’t have a very long life, but she did manage to give birth to one litter of kittens of which the one still lives with us. Her name is Sirikit and I can promise you, I think her mother, Lucy, was a much nicer cat. She was named after the most beloved Pevensie sibling from the Chronicles of Narnia:
Although beautiful, I have to admit, her daughter is a real catty old cat who always chases me under the bed or the couch. Luckily Daddy always rescues me (it’s Sirikit in the picture, Mommy doesn’t have a picture of Lucy).
I also have a stepbrother, or rather a foster brother that lives with us. My Mommy’s aunt passed away two years ago. Her love for reading was inherited from Auntie Rina. She always had lots of pets and her last two remaining cats now live with us and Mommy’s sister. Kit was actually named after Christopher Columbus. He travelled all across the town before he landed up with my Mommy’s aunt and then he travelled all across the country to come live with us. We just call him KitKat, because Christopher Columbus can’t fit on the little name tags and have you tried to shout that name out while calling all of us for feeding time?
Emma lives with Auntie Hannelize and she is almost 21 years old. Yes, she was named after Emma by Jane Austen. It was my Mommy’s aunt’s favorite Jane Austen and she is very happy that they’ve listened to it while my Mommy drove her for her radiation treatment every day during the last year of her life.
Next up is my beloved Canine Mommy and Daddy. I love them so and I have no idea where the saying “they fight like cat and dog” comes from. I’ve only experienced love from these two. My Canine Mommy, Lea, was named after Leah from the Bible. You know, the lady with the soft and gentle eyes. When she first came to Mommy and Daddy, she was a timid, very sickly little thing. Mommy says that she didn’t think she would survive and decided to give her a Biblical name and pray very very hard. It worked. Lea is eleven years old already and the most gentle soul you will ever find.
Next to Daddy, my hero has to be Hercules. Yes, the big strong conqueror of trials and thieves and monitor lizards. And of course, champion catcher of the ball. Hercules is just a few months older than Lea and turned 11 on the 31st of May. You will never say that! May he live for 11 more years. And more. Please.
It’s a sad reality of life that all pets must die one day. Let’s don’t think about it too much for now. My Mommy says that she will always have pets and she does have a few interesting character names that she would like to bestow on her adopted pets from the future.
Of course all cats need to be treated as royalty. What better name to give a cat than the childhood nickname of the world’s best known monarch?
Mommy loves the name Merricat, but she says it does make her wonder if it will be possible for a cat to get hold of the sugar bowl and some cyanide? What if the future Merricat don’t like her and decide to combine the sugar and cyanide? Or even worse, what if she doesn’t like me?? What will she do to me??! I think we need to reconsider that name.
A person that my mommy admires a lot is that big old fat guy who saved the world just by believing he could and saying it out loud. Unfortunately, someone else already named a cat after him and that didn’t turn out all that well either. What if our Churchill dies and comes back…?? Nope, scrap that one as well.
Okay, I guess we can’t only wish for cats in the future. Daddy wants to get a schnauzer, because he says they don’t shed and their hair are hypo-allergenic. Whatever. Mommy says they look like old men with heavy, old Afrikaner names. Therefore, if Daddy does bring home the schnauzer, he will be named Albertus.
After inspector Albertus Beeslaar
in Weeping Waters by Karin Brynard
Have you ever named a pet after a book or movie character? What about a prominent person in history?
Please share them with us and have a wonderful Tuesday!
Lots of Love,