When I was in the 6th grade, we took in a black and white stray cat who we named Big Fat although she was small and scrawny. I renamed her Felicia (get it, for feline).
She had one kitten who survived for a few weeks that was pale gray and white. I named her Crayola for her lack of color.
When I was in 7th grade, we got a golden retriever puppy from the pound. My mother named him Fuzzbucket after a movie that we watched all the time about some kid with an invisible friend. He was Fuzzy or Fuzz-Fuzz most of the time.
When Fuzzbucket was about 3 years old, my little sister got a tiny gray and white kitten when someone's cat had an unexpected litter. When she was brought home, the dog sniffed at her and she hissed at him although she was too small to be much of a threat. I said that she was so small, Fuzzy could have eaten her up in one bite and that she should be named Purina Puppy Chow. The name stuck although she was usually called Purina or Purrie.
My sister got another cat, a smudge calico whom she named Mokey, short for Smokey, but I call her S'monkey because she's a little monkey.
Right now, I have a cat who I found shortly after Typhoon Nari in September 2001. Since I found him in the middle of the road in Taiwan, I wanted to use the word lu and came up with Louisa. Then he turned out to be a male (hard to see on a rainy night in Xindian) so I switched the syllables around to make Isalu (xiaomao luzhong). His Chinese name is yi (safe) shi (lion) lu(road).
Pictures of these animals (except Big Fat who stayed with us long enough to have two litters before running away again) coming soon...
