Clever Cat Names

I name the strays who come around. Several years back, there was an orange tabby who hung out. Tom cat. Very prominent orange balls. I named him Cheese Puff. For very obvious reasons!

My housecat is a brown tabby - with the swirly stripes, not the straight ones. I named him Jasper because he looks like the swirls in jasper stone.

Perhaps my best name was on a horse I had a few years back. His JC name was Cancun Affair. I called him Fling. You know… You have an affair, you have a fling!

But so far on this thread, my fave has to be Underfoot!

oh my…How I could have forgotten my little “hippie” family…The momma was a stray kitten here from a feral, but she never ran away from me, just kinda hunched and acted drugged…the vet said she was missing a few marbles…since she seemed so laid back, I named her Maryjane…well, didn;t get her fixed soon enough, and she had kittens,one is really dopey but a super sweetheart, and he is Reefer. The othr kitten seems the brightest of the bunch, but still a bit “off”. His name is Stoner. None of this wacko DNA will be passed along, as all are now fixed.

Have a Siamese named Siamon.
Rescued a kitty that fell out of a car after being caught in the fan belt. Named Crash.
A dog named Maybe, best dog ever, she was the one left after finding homes for a rescued litter of 6 puppies. When asked if I was going to keep her I kept saying “Maybe I will, maybe I won’t”. Glad I did!!

I always wanted to name a cat Christiane Amanpurr.

I was at family Christmas Eve a couple of years ago, and one brother was talking about a friend of his who always named cats after dictators. Note: I am a medical transcriptionist in my primary job. Say dictator to me, and my first fill-in of the blank is a name such as Dr. Smith or Dr. Jones. I said, “Dictators? Why would anybody name cats after dictators?” He said, “You know, like Meow Tse Tung or Mousolini.” Oh, that kind of dictators. It was a funny moment caught in two completely different frames of reference there.

My home aide client the Cat Lady has 11, which have mostly routine cat names, but then there’s Elvis. The more I go to shifts there, the more I can see why he’s Elvis. He is the one with the extreme outgoing, even stage-worthy personality, and you can tell that he does think that he’s all that and a bag of chips and expects the world to fawn upon him. He has no doubt that he’s a star.

I knew a friend who had a cat she named Fonzi because he liked to study himself in mirrors and never could walk by one without stopping for a look.

My two tuxedo kitties are Nigel and Stanley. Stanley has a brother who is an orange tabby named Sheldon.

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Norton[/QUOTE]

Ah, Norton. A no-nonsense friend of mine had a great cat named Norton. He was big-- at it was all bone and muscle. He was a lover and a killer, a full grown man in a cat suit. It made sense that he had a surname/formal and masculine name.

Ricky "wild Thing’ Ricardo Moltoban, AKA Fatso…
Apple ‘Applelousa’
Cinnabun ‘Beezy’ Bun-Bun

The cat before didn’t have a name. And I had her for years.
one time I came up with the perfect name for her, then I forgot*
She lives on in memory as ‘Gray Kitty’

  • William Tad wrote ‘Tailchaser’s Song’
    Where Kitty meets Lord of the Rings, cats have 3 names: The private name, only immediate family calls the individual, the public name, as the world calls them, and ‘the Tail Name’, a name they maybe lucky enough to find out in their lifetime, but it is a secret, not even yous closest friends or family get to know it.
    So may I figured out her tail name, but had to forget it really quickly! :cool:

What a fun thread. I originally had 3 foster cats. The momma and her two nursing kittens. Since they were supposed to be foster cats they I called them Momma kitty, light grey kitty, and dark grey kitty. Momma kitty got named Esmerelda Paint Paw (multicolored toes)- Essie for short. Dark Grey kitty got named Mukluk because the bottom of her feet were jet black and made me think of dirty Mukluks. Light grey kitty got named Stinkerbelle for many reasons including that she liked to play in her litter box and is a “stinker.” Mukluk is in kitty heaven secondary to chronic renal failure (I still really miss her). I still have Essie and Stinkerbelle (Stinker for short).

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my neighbor adopted a fine orange cat that came with the name Vinnie

I decided that his formal name is Vincent Mango. He got that name while working a job in Miami.

When he is hanging about he is Vinnie, when he is on the job,watching the activity out on the street and over in the park, he is Vincent Mango.[/QUOTE]

I like the way you think. I gave my favorite barn cat, Fiona, the “stage name” of Fifi Montgomery. Sometimes I just call her Mrs. Montgomery.

When I met my cat in October, her name was “Buttons”. Nothing wrong with that; she is cute as a button. But she is feisty and independent, so my tiny brown tabby quickly earned the name “Gidget”.

Very interesting - our barn has a Mukluk and had a Momma Kitty (RIP)

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What a fun thread. I originally had 3 foster cats. The momma and her two nursing kittens. Since they were supposed to be foster cats they I called them Momma kitty, light grey kitty, and dark grey kitty. Momma kitty got named Esmerelda Paint Paw (multicolored toes)- Essie for short. Dark Grey kitty got named Mukluk because the bottom of her feet were jet black and made me think of dirty Mukluks. Light grey kitty got named Stinkerbelle for many reasons including that she liked to play in her litter box and is a “stinker.” Mukluk is in kitty heaven secondary to chronic renal failure (I still really miss her). I still have Essie and Stinkerbelle (Stinker for short).[/QUOTE]

I love what can happen to names over the years. In 2004 I wanted to buy a filly from a PMU farm in Canada. The facilitator talked me into taking the filly AND her dam – and the dam was bred back. The dam’s registered name was Ima Scribbles but for the sheer madness of this 3-for-1 deal, I called her Folly. Which became Folliwog. Which became Folly Woggins and Miss Folly Woggins and Ms. F. Woggins. In my life with animals, there is a direct relationship between love/affection and number of names.

Back to cats – we kept three brothers from a litter as barn cats. We were trying to give them brand names so the tux is Oreo (how original, I know) and the orange is Sunkist. The solid white was going to be Starkist but I didn’t like how similar that was to Sunkist so he became Albacore. Who is routinely called Albuquerque or Albakitty or… yeah, there’s some affection there too!

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I love what can happen to names over the years. In 2004 I wanted to buy a filly from a PMU farm in Canada. The facilitator talked me into taking the filly AND her dam – and the dam was bred back. The dam’s registered name was Ima Scribbles but for the sheer madness of this 3-for-1 deal, I called her Folly. Which became Folliwog. Which became Folly Woggins and Miss Folly Woggins and Ms. F. Woggins. In my life with animals, there is a direct relationship between love/affection and number of names.

Back to cats – we kept three brothers from a litter as barn cats. We were trying to give them brand names so the tux is Oreo (how original, I know) and the orange is Sunkist. The solid white was going to be Starkist but I didn’t like how similar that was to Sunkist so he became Albacore. Who is routinely called Albuquerque or Albakitty or… yeah, there’s some affection there too![/QUOTE]

don’t even get me started on ‘namevolutions’… we’ve got several… to give you a taste, my dog’s name is camilo (pronounced cah-mee-low) and it has evolved into “cameltoe”… this might deserve its own topic, because our raggy dog we picked up on the side of the road we named garmr, and he is now affectionately and occasionally called “germ-er” because he came with some baggage - mites & some other mcnasties.

Dice got his name, not because he is a black and white cat, but because someone was hard of hearing. He was originally adopted by my then trainer who put in an order for a cat that would catch mice, be affectionate and walk on a leash. I told her that two out of three was pretty good and her original request was akin to wanting a single horse that would take a kid from walk-trot to Grand Prix.

Anyhow, we were trying to come up with a name, since he didn’t have one. He kind of appeared out of nowhere at a friend’s house on the night his mother died. Trainer asked what the mother’s name was and didn’t like the sound of that. I noted that her maiden name was Guisse (rhymes with Dice) and she said, “Dice! We’ll call him Dice.” Sometimes the obvious is not the correct answer.

From a long time ago now, cats friends had:

Detroit - the “motor” kitty. Big cat, big purr.

Moose - Huge, huge cat

Growing up we had Sasquatch who was a smallish cat w/ abnormally large feet (Bigfoot), and Ivy who would climb up anything.

A co-worker had a solid black cat named Whitey, and a nearly all white cat named Blackie.

My Chinese American friend named her cat Chairman Meow which I thought was kind of cute.

Mine start out with simple “people” names and over time acquire additional names and titles.

Lily has become “Doctor Lily Mausflinger” while Daisy is known in these parts as “Inspector Daisy, the Princess Puff Aquaboots”

We have a seven toed cat named Dempsey after Jack Dempsey, the boxer. Then a tuxedo named Duchess we got at the same time. When I am feeling silly I call her Bernice.

Then there are the strays people have dropped on our farm. Skeeter the calico was the first. Then Felina, the tortoise. Then Bubba Two the three legged grey tuxedo (looked a lot like Bubba, except with three legs). Then Santa, a brindle. And finally Blitzen, a plain tabby. My son named the last two, for some reason he seems to think cats come in a Christmas theme. We gave away all but Skeeter and Blitz, thank goodness. Santa went to some Jewish friends and got her name changed, which is fine with her as they spoil her to death. :lol: