Not the kitty, silly! The name. She is no longer skin and bones and, as much as I adore Star Trek, “Bones” simply doesn’t fit my girly girl. Here she is 2 days after she fell into my life:
We’ve been calling her Bonesy, because Dr. Google says cats respond more to names that end in “y,” but that doesn’t really fit her either.
So, I need your help, Oh Wise Internet. The kitten needs a brand new name. Here are a few possibilities but I’m counting on you to provide more:
- Squish
- Squishy
- Raven
- Ebony
- Jillie
- Sophie
- Elvira, Mistress of the Dark
- Petunia
- Ripley (the kickass heroine from the “Alien” movies)
- Hermione
- Stinky (okay, not really, though I do call her that sometimes)
- Rosie (cuz both Janice and Debbie said independently of each other that she fell in some shit and came out smelling like a rose)
To give you an idea of how much she has grown in 3 weeks, here are 2 cat scratcher comparison photos. The first is the one at the beginning of this post taken Sunday, July 29th. The second was taken today, Sunday, August 19th:
I’m even farther away in the second photo and she still looks like a giant compared to 3 weeks ago. The respective weights are: 8 ounces (1/2 a pound) versus 29 ounces (1.8 pounds.)
MAH BEHBEH’S GROWING LIKE A WEED!
I’m relying on you people to come up with the perfect kitty name. Don’t let me and whats-her-name down.
