Are your cats are named after literary characters?
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Hypatia of Alexandria, a biography
Remembering Hypatia, historical fiction
Marissa was given her name by the shelter where I adopted her, and I liked it.
The late Mr. Mojo's name came from the old blues song that goes, "I've got a black cat bone, got my mojo, too". Since he was a black cat, it seemed obvious.
ArmyAngel1986, those books sounds fascinating. Will check into them.
That's a good one!
None of my cats are named after literary characters, but I decided a year ago that the next one will be! :)
The other thought was to pick a favorite book (Pride & Prejudice, for example) and name the cats after characters in the book. So far, I have Lizzie. I've always thought a great name for a male Siamese would be "Bingley" as in Mr. Bingley, Jane Bennet's beau.
Booklady, try to post a review of them, you might get around to them before I do!
2 ISBNs: 0141001526 or 978-0141001524
There are plenty of other similar books out there, so pick your favorite and enjoy.
Her mother was called Suskind after Patrick Suskind. Her sister was Diva after a lesbian magazine (Diva died last year).
Sophie herself was called something which didn't suit her so I renamed her Sophie when she was about 4. I chose Sophie because she looked like a Hanoverian princess on the cover of a book - can't remember what book it was now - and I thought Sophie was a likely name of such a princess (Caroline didn't seem right!). And don't ask me how a cat can look like a human, Sophie does - she looks like one of my uncles at times as well as the princess.
Oh, I should've known about the sneetches. I used to read Dr. Seuss books to my kid sister on a daily basis. They were her favorite books.
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I fostered kittens before adopting my cats, so I kept the names alphabetical, though not literary. Let's see, they were Anwar, Billie, Dill, Ely, Ferguson, Killer, Piano & Stoney. Anyway that's what they told me!
The least literary cat I've ever known was named by my ex-partner. It was with Dave that I would crack open a beer with on a Saturday night to watch... hockey!!
One named for a popular commercial--Visa (he's everywhere you want to be)
One with a Star Wars name--Jai which the Jedi were called on a far off planet.
One named for an anime character--Vash the (cat) stampede.
The closest classical literature name is the dog--a black lab named Styx.
Kitty #2 we call Ellie for her full name Ellie Dee (LED), which is from a comic book.
And the third is Tortia, which has no reference to anything that I know of, except for her tortie colouring.
Yeah, the name: Shejian.
I am thinking now for a while whether or not I shall get us (Sheji and me ^.^) a second (tom)cat, but what name? Naming is somewhat difficult for me...
Of course it depends on the actual cat... but my thoughts tend to Methos (well... more famous from the Highlander TV Series, but also in some books eg. Highlander The Captive Soul by Josepha Sherman) or maybe Logan (yeah, from the X-Man Wolverine eg. Wolverine: Origin by Bill Jemas ... I liked the characters, I liked the names... so why note?
There is another (stray) cat that my sister calls Cosette after the character in Les Miserables.
We also have two dogs - Hazel (name taken from the band Sister Hazel) and Nick, whose previous owners named him Nicodemus after the Bible character.
My future animals will probably have history-related names. Last summer, my roommate and I fostered a very adventurous kitten whom I named Merriwether (our other three kittens were Monkey, Mascara, and Calypso).
I love the kittens's names - Mascara especially - it would have suited Diva, whose eyes were ringed with black - gave her a very dramatic look!
My literary kitty is named Ophelia, from Hamlet. She was a starving stray when she found us, my daughter and I both looked at her and said, "Her name is Ophelia." She is anything but ethereal now, at 18lbs. She is on a diet, and rather grumpy, taking pot shots at us whenever she catches us off-guard.
The youngster is Sándor - Hungarian for Alexander - because he's so courageous ...
Graymalkin from Macbeth
Pooky (Garfield's teddy bear, because we didn't think he was fat enough for a Garfield)
I desperately want to use a name from Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats but I keep getting nixed. :o(
Growing up, I had
Cleo the cocker spaniel
Tabitha the Twitchet (Beatrix Potter poem) - black and white cat
Tojo (Japanese war general) my marmalade cat
Billy de boid - my budgie
We have four cats, and since my mom is an English professor, they're ALL named after her favorite literary figures. So we have:
- a very fat cat named T.S. Eliot
- a psycho kitty named Marianne (from some Jane Austen book...that's her thing, I don't know Jane austen)
- a Siamese named Jane Austen
- another Siamese named Emma (again, Jane Austen allusion)
My brother and his wife have a kitty named Romeo. And my mom used to have one called Pandora, after the (in)famous woman from Greek mythology.
No, she's the Jane Austen freak who even wrote her MA thesis on Austen's female protagonists...XD
After all, what cat would disdain being "more than Prince of Cats"?
We had a litter of kittens that adopted us in 2000. Boojum and Vorpal, Snitch and Snark, Agate and Meerka(t). I'd run out of creativity by the time I got to Agate and Meerka. We adopted out Boo and Snitch. Snark died last year of congenital kidney failure - we can't help wondering if Snitch also has kidney problems.
Wimsey (Lord Peter) was a rather playful sort who spent a few months with us and also found a home. His name was changed to Cody. Sigh.
One of the farm cats from years ago was named Ferdinella after the Ferdinand the Bull books - she had markings that resembled a ring through her nose (would be very "in" now!) Percival was one of her kittens.
My ex-husband and I had a white cat with a black blot on his forehead. He was named Rohrschach: Rory for short after Roderick Alleyn.
How fun to share these!
One of our other cats was named TCake after a character in Zora Neale Hurston's Their Eyes Were Watching God.
As a youngling I had two cats named Fafhrd & the Grey Mouser, after the characters by Fritz Leiber (Ill Met in Lankhmar, etc.).
Many of my in-(Mass)-laws' cats are named after operas, books, etc. "Frodo" was an award-winning cat they had back in the 70s. They've also had Thais, Papagenu, etc. D'Artagnan, from The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas pere. They had Caesar and Brutus (a dog not a cat) from William Shakespeare. Right now they have a cat named Seabiscuit, but after the movie, not the book.
Author names in my friends: I helped a friend name her cat Anais, after Anais Nin. Another friend named her cat Xaviera, after Xaviera Hollander, author of The Happy Hooker. And some friends had a dog named E.D. for Emily Dickinson ...
Gremlin was named because he had ears like the gremlins in the film.
Mouse' full name was House Mouse, because he spent the first six months he lived with me hiding under a bureau. He became a charming gentleman, loved by all.
Tilly just informed me that her name is Little Miss Tilly Twinkletoes.
Gandalf (a large blue sweet Maine Coon polydactyl)
Keldar (a Tonkinese-he came with the name and I don't know what book its from)
Rhett Butler (a red Maine Coon cross)
Geoffrey (named after Christopher Smart's cat)
I'm new to this group and wanna use this thread to introduce my two cats, though only one of them is strictly named after a literary character. This is Gandalf, because a) he is grey (tigerish grey), b) he has a beautiful beard (moustache) and c) when he wants to be fed or cuddled, he looks as if he weren't from this world.
The other one is a pure black Siam halfbreed who is extremely curious, intrusive and cheeky. So he's called "Köstritzer" which is the name of a black beer from eastern Germany. I chose this name because when he was a kitten they had the advertising slogan "Das Schwarze mit der blonden Seele" which can be translated as "The black one with the blonde soul" and which characterises him perfectly. So his name is a little bit literal as well :)
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I have an Eliot, after T.S., of course. I see at least two others here took the same moniker.
Eliot was named in collaboration with a friend. Her cats: Maya (after Angelou) and Simon (after Neil).
MaggieMay, however, is named after the Rod Stewart song, in particular the line "...all you did was wreck my bed...". She came from a horse barn, was not housebroken when I got her, and, although she learned about litter boxes fairly quickly, my comforter went to the dry cleaner three times in the first month I had her.
However, our foster kittens are sometimes named for literary characters. One of our current ones is named Emma after the Jane Austen book (though ours is much less egotistical and meddlesome). Our first foster litter had Oliver and The Dodger. Then there was Amelia for Amelia Peabody from the ((Elizabeth Peters)) books. One litter that we had right around the release of the 7th Harry Potter book were clearly Harry, Ron, and Hermione (and especially adorable). And last year a grey girl and a black boy became Miss Marple and Sam Spade. We called them the Little Sleuths!
owned by Wilma, Angel, and Simba
Right now we have Magic, Merlin, Coco (Chanel), and Kitty William.
Do pink flamingos count? I have my vegetable garden guard flamingos Peter Wimsey and Harriet Vane.
I have Giles, Wesley and Spike. Oz is deceased.
eta: i almost forgot Fig's sister, who lives with my parents. she is polydactyl (has some extra toes) so we HAD to name her Hemingway, since he is my father's favorite author and has tons of polydactyl cats living at his Key West estate. we call her Hemy.
The kitty I ended up adopting talks to himself in the litter box, so his name is Hamlet.
My other cat is Bentley. He came with his name and it fits :)
My current cat was 5 and adopted from a shelter so she already had a name and I thought she was a bit old to change it so I didn't get to obsess over what to call her!
I always wanted to give cats human-names, but my parents were against it. I did sneak in the name Nipsu, who is an animal character in the moomins, though. (I don't know what he might be called in English - I am Finnish). OFten the cats were adopted and had names already, as well.
A couple of years ago, after I had already moved out, my parents adopted a ten-year-old male, who had been given a human name, Sulo. I adore this because miina ja manu used to be my favourite book series as a child, and it features a cat called Sulo. I don't know whether the original owners had the children's books in mind when they named him. Fortunately this new cat has changed my parents views regarding human names, although we're still a long way of entering literary character names.
My boyfriend insists our first (male) cat should be named Tobius; I'm not sure where that is from. If we get a female, the name will be Siiri, after a Finnish singer Siiri Nordin. And no, we haven't discussed names for children :P.
I'd just read Milton's Paradise Lost when we got Lucifer. And Milo is named for the ancient Greek Olympian wrestler Milo of Croton, who is mentioned in Aristotle's Nicomachean Ethics. (My third cat, Liberty, was so named because she was born on Independence Day.)
But after his antics I should rename him MAD MAX
OK. Not exactly literary but...
Because he's got black "hair" and green eyes, and is rather tempermental.
Though I've gone from full naming him, when he's in trouble, to calling him "Harold" ...because my Dad calls him that, when we visit the folks.
Don't leave us guessing. (Our guesses are occasionally unflattering)
Edited to add the touchstones but the site is having some trouble with 50-year old books.
My MAX is really Maxwell (you know 2nd law of thermodynamics, yes that one!)
ETA an s to scientist. :-) Let ALL my other errors stand.
The remaining five: tuxedo kitty Mike Meowski (named after a film character from Monsters INc.), tuxedo Oreo named after the cookie, cream colored tabby Cappuchino ( never can spell that!) -we call him Cappa for short, black Manx named Jitterbug for his personality and a brown tabby named Sherpa because she climbs EVERYTHING. She also plays fetch. She's the first cat I've had that thinks she a dog.
However, I did used to have a beautiful Russian Blue cat who I named Tesseract (although I called her Tess) after my love for the book, A Wrinkle in Time (Madeleine L'Engle), which I must have read over and over and over and over again when I was a kid.
Moxie has no knowledge of where her name came from, as I intended it not as a wrinkle in time, but as ... oh, I dunno, a good kitty name!
Add to those two - Lucky, Twitch, and Blaise. (Black and white, tortise cloud torty, cinder like cloud torty)
PS. Only ever said to MAX who violates his curfew whenever he can.
My HIH Lizzy is a mere 4.7K.
Oh well, boys will be boys (fat, nowerdays)
Unberto as in "ecco"?
Umberto as in I wanted Bast and Bertie
If I don't get Bombays this time I'll go for Burmese again
Oh wait, wasn't this discussion about
"The Naming of CATS".
Thus, although I KNOW that MAX is "better"
than your "moggie".
Lets call a truce.
PS. MAX is still pretty good.
Weird unrelated cat question - as you already know my cats' names are Belle and Samantha and neither are really named for anyone literary...
...My son is going to college next fall and he is the primary caregiver for our two cats. He adores both of them and will miss them very much. My partner who works with homeless seniors says my son should get a doctor to say he needs one or both of them as "companion animals" so he can have them with him in the dorm because he is so very attached to them. I thought he was making a joke but maybe he wasn't! Have any of you ever known cats to be allowed on college campuses?
I don't think it would be possible to get a doctor to just say that a person needs cats as companion animals -- it would be unethical of a doctor to do so when the medical reason obviously isn't there.
All that said, I feel for your son and the cats, who are obviously going to miss each other! Perhaps in time your son can get an off-campus apartment where pets are permitted.
Oh, I guess our Pixel is literary -- from Heinlein's The Cat Who Walks Through Walls.
One is "musical" -- her name is RaeAnn, and she's from a litter that was named Do, Re, Mi, Fa, So....
I agree that many college students are not good at taking care of animals or themselves... remembering my own college days...
And 152: A cat named Pixel? That's so cute. Do post pictures of the whole troop!
I do believe I have a picture of all seven cats in one shot..... Just have to find it. (Probably buried under tumbleweed drifts of cat hair......)
Naw, just because when she was born, she was all black with a touch of white in her paws and a single orange streak on her forehead. As she's grown, the orange has expanded through her fur, so she looks like a growning blaze of fire.
I have 10 cats -- all named after authors, all rescues, all came with major medical problems.
Robbie Burns -- Maine Coon/Persian
Bertrand Russell -- Persian mix
Dante -- DLH, 18 y/o
Tom Clancy -- DLH
Tolstoy -- DSH
James Joyce -- DSH
Edmund Spenser -- Persian
Isabel Allende -- Persian
Magaret Atwood -- Persian, one-eyed thanks to herpes
Olivia Ward Bush -- Persian, newest problem furbaby (had ONE mat from head to tail, skin infections, ingrown claws, and ear mites)
My friend took her out of the carrier, and handed her to me. She curled up on my shoulder and I said, "Hello Tiger Lilly!" Apparently, that's just what her name was supposed to be; I certainly didn't choose it for her, and it wasn't anything "cool."
Maybe, if I ever get another cat, I'll be able to "pick" its name. :-)
according to T.S. Elliot. The 3rd. name is, am I am sure you know, reserved.
I used to be owned by a beautiful Burmese cat called Edward Wellington Mouseripper. His registered name was Mouseripper. I am not sure what the Feline Control Board thought about that one but no doubt they have seen worse.
Coz my 2 are from a litter that were all named Peter Pan names, so their registerred names are Tiger Lily & Mr Smee (there was also a Peter Pan, Captain Hook, Wendy & Tinkerbell), tho my miss gets called Tilly (or more often Miss Tilly) coz that just seemed to fit her as well as coming from her registerred name, my boy is Taji coz I couldnt think of anything cute that suited him that fitted Mister Smee - tho he does get called Mistah more often than not...
My Princess Poppy was given the title of Princess because she is a kitten with attitude.
Anyway, We now have three sisters (also rescue cats) who are about eight years old. Original names were Coquette, Chicklet and Lollipop. Coquette's name was changed after much deliberation (weeks and weeks) to Ruby because of her reddish-gold coloring; Chicklet became Leila after Muhammed Ali's daughter, also a former boxer - Leila the Cat is a bit of a scrapper, aka bully/instigator (but in a cute way, she's a true wimp at heart). Lollipop kept her name because she looks so much like Leila (both tortisshells) that she could be a twin! She probably is and we don't know it. Leila and Lollipop drink from the same water bowl (Ruby's), eat from the same food dish (also Ruby's), occasionally sleep in the same doggie/cat bed (surprisingly not Ruby's, although Lollipop has taken recently to sleeping at the bottom my bed while Ruby sleeps at my side) and wash each other's faces (never Ruby's) walk in lockstep together (usually after Ruby) and have similar habits and head movements.
We adopted the trio last July 4th, knowing that Ruby had been horribly abused (beaten almost to death by a group of teenage boys!) but that she had been fostered with her litter mates (two males and two females), Leila, Lollipop, Luigi and Buttons. When we adopted 'Ruby and the Twins', we gave Ruby full run of my room - her own food dish, water dish, her own 'facilities' - a proper little kingdom for Princess Ruby to rule. Lollipop spent a week getting used to her fiefdom - lying across the bottom shelf of my daughter's bookcase in her bedroom - Leila spent two weeks hiding out in the living room - making nightly forays into the kitchen to eat from a separate food and water dish; her and Lollipop's shared 'facilities' were nowhere near Princess Ruby's but somewhere along the way the twins discovered Ruby's Kingdom and the delights that it held! Ruby had ventured out into the living room to watch the sunrise, 'Lady Lolli' discovered her around eight o'clock that morning and gave chase back to Ruby's Kingdom; Ruby successfully defended her land (my bed/her bed) and there was a minor skirmish during which Ruby was the clear victor - no blood was drawn, no injuries reported but the gauntlet was thrown and around 7:30 that night, 'Lady Lolli' returned with reinforcements (namely Leila). The twins nosed their way through the door, and Leila took the lead, 'muscled' up to Ruby's water dish as she was being petted and cooed at by my daughter and I; Leila took a drink of water, sidled up and head butted my hand to get her own head rubbed. Lollipop sandwiched Ruby in so that Ruby was on one arm of my daughter's armchair, currently being stroked by her, and Lollipop was on the other looking for attention - from there, Lolli strolled across the little table in front of my daughter and sat herself directly on her closed laptop, as if to say, "Notice me, notice me!"
Last week, both twins were sent off to get their first grooming from a lady who works with rescues, Ruby needs a grooming as well, however, after everything she has gone through before her adoption, I'm somewhat wary of sending her away to get her grooming. Ruby's fur is nowhere near as bad as the twins' was becoming, and she is totally healed from her beating, but I believe that there are lingering psychological affects - she loves to be stroked along her sides and face and talked to, but if you go too far along her back or tail - she'll turn skittish and back away from you. Anyway, Ruby was elated that she was the Queen of the May for the duration of the twins' grooming - they were carried to our friend's car in their cat carriers, crying pitifully, while Ruby gazed imperiously down from the living room window, all but pointing a paw at them, decreeing "I banish thee, evil Twins, to the outer reaches of my Kingdom! May ye never return!" Of course, Ruby was dejected when both her nemesis' returned fully groomed about two hours later! :) She was somewhat amused by their reactions to each other's new coiffures - there was hissing, spitting and occasional growls that lasted approximately a day, until Leila caught her reflection in the mirror as she stalked past to go into the kitchen! Now, both girls have had all fur shaved except for the fur around their faces and their tails have been shaped into a plume at the end! Honestly, they look like temporarily hairless 'Alien Cats' - very strange and weird, but they feel like velvet! Leila stopped abruptly, gazed at herself, and began to do something that she has done before her grooming - she licked the mirror! When we cooed at her that she was a beauty, that we were so glad that she and Lollipop were back, she turned her stalk into a supermodel walk - she strolled to the door, stopped and turned to look over her shoulder at us, then swished her tail and continued into the living room. :)
My daughter is convinced that Ruby has grown bolder with the return of the twins - she seems to prance about as if she's proud of her fur coat that she knows they don't have. The girls have never gotten into an actual injuring cat fight with each other, play fights all the way. Both Leila and Lollipop will chase Ruby; Leila tends to feint with Ruby - she'll acts like she's going run at Ruby and then pulls up just short; inches from her face, Ruby draws back in shock, but by then Leila will have turned and walked away. Lollipop chased Ruby into my daughter's room the other day, Ruby leaped up on the arm of the armchair where my daughter was reading. Ruby moved over to an unplugged printer that's on a table behind my daughter's head to sit in her usual spot there - Mareena continued reading until sounds of scuffle made her turn her head. Lollipop and Ruby were facing off in battle positions, paws raised to each lay claim to 'Ruby's Printer' - Ruby glared Lollipop down until I came in and Lollipop slunk away out of Mareena's room in defeat. Of course, that night both combatants lay curled in their respective sleeping areas on MY BED! Mareena has found Ruby on occasional afternoons in her room, in Ruby's 'Baby Budda' pose - sitting propped up against double stacked pillows on Mareena's bed, golden stomach exposed, head to the pillow or to her chest - totally asleep! She looks so much like a person propped up in bed it's hilarious! :)
The two cats I grew up with were named after literary characters - Othello and Hamlet.
^184, thank you for taking in those girls. Sounds like you have endless entertainment forthcoming!
Ruby was drinking from her own water dish the other day in my bedroom, and my daughter was in my bathroom with her military escort. Leila preceded Mareena out of the bathroom until she got to the threshold - she suddenly dropped into a crouch and crept toward Ruby at her drinking bowl, Ruby paused in the act of raising her paw to walk towards my bed, looked at Leila and carefully placed her paw down behind her water dish. Mareena was still at the bathroom door, watching the entire incident and grinning. She looked up as Lady Lolli materialized from her hiding place beside the chest of drawers at the bottom of my bed - we call it 'Ruby's Bunker' because occasionally Ruby will nap under it - she's an itty bitty thing who is extremely fast! Lollipop dropped into an identical position as Leila's at the corner of my bed and the twins crept towards Ruby in tandem. Ruby backed up as far as she could go, glanced in both directions at the advancing troops - and ran! She picked her destination well, dodging around Lollipop and leaping into the center of my bed. The twins had missed her completely! Leila just barely tapped Ruby's tail as she blew past; then changed her mind and charged into the 'Mess Hall' aka the kitchen! Lollipop tried a more gainful attempt - she clambered about a third of the way up my bedspread, heard the banging of the kitchen cupboards, released her hold on the bedspread and sauntered out into the kitchen, leaving Ruby to bring up the rear after about ten minutes! :)
Anyway, about a month after Mareena began claiming that she heard occasional meowing, one of our patrons came in and asked us if we knew that there was a litter of abandoned kittens under the porch stairs! Mareena just grinned and nodded when I told her what was said, but never actually asked to adopt the whole litter, right there! :) We called another friend who worked at a local no-kill shelter and eventually they caught the litter of five.
Smokey passed away at the ripe old age of 15. We of course were grieving but our best friend, who fosters rescue animals (not the lady who had caught the abandoned litter) left a flyer with us featuring a litter of five cats in search of a home. She had said, "I know that it's difficult for you now, and if you don't want another cat right away, I totally understand. Just please take a look and when you're ready, give me a call."
We called her up about three weeks later (after going through each flyer repeatedly, and reading each bio several times over) We knew that we couldn't take all five - although we dearly wanted to - Luigi (an all-black cat), Buttons (a plump marmalade tomcat) Leila/Chicklet and Lollipop (tortishells, that didn't look as similar to each other on paper as they do in real life) and Ruby/Coquette (the sweet little fireball). The cats' biographies were all written in different accents - Luigi's was Italian, Coquette's was French, and the other three were American. We called up our friend and said we'd like to adopt the three girls - what followed was a loud squeal and an excited: "All three! I thought that you might want to take in Lollipop; she reminds me most of Mareena's temperment, but I never dreamed that you may want more!"
We said that we couldn't possibly break up the entire litter by only taking one (they had been raised together since they had been kittens) - but that we just weren't able to take all five together. Our friend cautioned us that the girls were eight years old, not kittens, and would we still adopt them knowing that. We agreed wholeheartedly and the rest as they say, is history! :)
Leila jumped slightly, but otherwise didn't move; Ruby looked up toward the sound of my voice and immediately shifted into a sitting position with her eyes on Leila, who was sitting on the third step suddenly mesmerized by our new paint job on the wall (never mind that the wall had been painted a full year before the sisters arrived!) Leila retreated by inches back up the stairs, then turned and bolted down the corridor that led to the bedrooms.
Lollipop was still fixated by our paint job, now facing the wall and studiously ignoring Ruby, who was sitting on the mat staring goggle-eyed at Lollipop. She sidled up to the wall and cautiously licked it, turned back toward me and gave a passing sniff to the heating grate, before bounding back up the stairs and brushing up against my legs as she passed down the hall. After about a minute, I had returned to my cleaning and I heard Ruby clambering up the stairs and rushing to my room! :)
Anyway, I had decided years ago, before I got Kitty (*) that if I had cats their names would be Lucien, Pantalaimon (from His Dark Materials), Ampersand (like the monkey in Y, The Last Man, and also because I love the ampersand character), Pixel (from The Cat Who Walked Through Walls), and... well, I'd like Asterisk to go with Ampersand, so maybe Asterix, like the comics... ;)
(*)I call her Gatina, which in Spanish means, well, Kitty. Or Gatita, or any variation of "my little (cute animal)".
My former roommate's cat was named Sagan, after Carl Sagan of course. But we just called him Gato or Gordo (Fatso, in Spanish).
So, in order, cats present and past
Ophelia (Diddles, Ofadiddly, Le Blob, etc.)
Titiania (Titty Kitty)
Beatrice (Beezie, Beelzebub, Bea Louise)
Horatio (Horry, Horry the horrible)
Puck Robin (Puck, Puckitypoo)
I would love to one day adopt a pair of kittens, one black and one white, to name Katharina and Bianca, and I want a long haired grey male (possibly a Maine Coon) to name Prospero.
Another cat we named Orlando because we wanted a Shakespearean name.
Orlando moved out with my daughter and we replaced him with Diana the Huntress. We have a number of French doors and she clings to the wooden frames dividing the panes as she pursues bugs.
We found him lounging in our driveway wearing a collar that said "Homeless take me in please". We were down to one cat and had been discussing getting another, so we got him checked out by our vet and took him in.
He bullied the other cat and clawed and bit all of us, except for my son. He'd be on a lap, not even being stroked, and just launch an attack. He also sprayed even though he was sans testicles.
His oddest quirk was that he loved having his ears cleaned with a q-tip. I could dig around in there and he would turn into a drooling, purring mass of cat.
Yosho came to a fairly good end, though, compared to the sad decline of most pets. We were taking a nap one day. I woke up and he didn't. His heart probably stopped in his sleep. This sometimes happens, usually to young male cats, and may be due to a congenital flaw.
Everyone was happy except my son.
Does that count?
Maxx is named after Maxwell Smart (Get Smart) OK, he's tv, not really literary, but...
ROCCO is named after himself. He's a force to be reckoned with.
Here is a photo from their "capture" when they were feral 12-week old kittens. Unfortunately, they no longer get along. We can't figure out why.
Midnight was all black, and I just couldn't think of anything else at the time.
Daisy was chronically out of sorts and didn't fit her name at all.
Jessica was named after Jessica Fletcher.
Linus and Lucy were brother and sister and named for the Charlie Brown characters.
Peanut was the daughter of Linus and Lucy, and yes I know I should have seen to their operations before that happened.
All of the above have gone to heaven.
Emily was misnamed Tiger before I adopted her.
Babette is named for the main character in the film, Babette's Feast, one of my all-time favorite films.
Lincoln is named for the best American president ever.
Roxie already had her name when I adopted her, and it seems to be just right.
Currently: Claudius (aka Inspector Clouseau); and Catniss, because she always plays the hunger games!
He's also regularly getting beaten on by Puck, who is about 3/4s his size. This makes him very mad, as he is a Macho Cat.
I decided to name her Deirdre after that old Irish folktale, Deirdre of the Sorrows, but she was having nothing to do with any stuffy, old-fashioned name. From the first she refused to respond to anything but DeeDee, altho on all her official paperwork she's still Deirdre.
It is good for some fun when young vet assistants try to pronounce it.
223> Hadn't seen the Avengers cats . . . but I do love the Shakespeare cats.
She looks like Jasmine just before she gets twitchy:)
You can click the link fro Shakespeare's Cats in #224 to see more of them.
Goodness, I've had so many of these kinds of names for my cats...
I've had a Mittens (Beatrix Potter character)
I've had a Pavlova (if anybody's seen the animated movie The Nutcracker Prince, the calico kitten in that movie is still one of the cutest I've seen in a movie!)
I've had an O'Malley (The AristoCats)
I've had a Bellona (which technically was supposed to be a reference to a female warrior -- but my friend with the Star Trek crazy dad insisted on calling her the "Klingon Kitty". ^^;
I've had a Socks (from my favorite Beverly Cleary book -- though my Socks was female and a grey tabby with white socks)
I've had a Thumbelina (my sweet little darling who was taken far too soon!)
I've had a Tybalt (who was another of my absolute sweetest kitties and was also taken far too soon)
Sadly I didn't have my phone camera before Tybbie's sister Pocahontas (means "little playful one") grew up:
Currently I have Orion:
...and his brother Mistoffelees
Check out those dancer's legs!:
Here are the boys, back when they actually got along this well:
...and this guy is the boys' suspected daddy Phantom (full name "of the Opera" due to his mask and shy ways):
Look closely. Can you tell him apart from suspected son Mistoffelees?
However, we recently "acquired" a new cat, about 6 months old so here is an opportunity. We were going to give her a Japanese name because my husband is Japanese and he brought her home, but we are still thinking.
I can't remember how to embed images either. And I know it is sideways but life is too short.
Hobo got his name because he was a stray, and he is completely round and bumbly and cute.