What names would you use if you had a pet?

[Papenbrook]

If I had a kitten, I would name him/her Orchid. It sounds so soft, yet modern.

[CylonsKlingonsDaleksOhMy]

Originally Posted by Purple Kraken

If I had a kitten, I would name him/her Orchid. It sounds so soft, yet modern.

I like it.

I had a cat named "Marvin" after John Malkovich's character from "RED". He lived up to his name...

[IndigoErth]

In terms of pets I have not had, since I've already known so many... Always kind of wanted a small parrot, probably a conure of some type, had the name Tiki in mind. Don't know that I'll ever actually own one though.

I don't often tend to come up with names before owning a pet however, usually in most cases it's just what comes to me and seems to fit after already getting it.

Now, were I to call my fish by their actual names it would be Pudge and Tiggy. They always get called by collective nicknames (i.e. "my fluffies") instead.

[PangolinFeets]

I have two old school sci-fi cats: Paul Atreides and Delenn.

But we have a million nick names for them. We mostly call them Mashed Potatoes and the white cat. lol

[pennydreadful]

I always wanted to get a kitten and name it Snot; the parentals wouldn't let me.

The current 3 cats I have didn't really look like "Snots" (though they can sure act like 'em!), so they got different names.

[PangolinFeets]

Originally Posted by pennydreadful

I always wanted to get a kitten and name it Snot; the parentals wouldn't let me.

The current 3 cats I have didn't really look like "Snots" (though they can sure act like 'em!), so they got different names.

Lol...snot. I know the feeling. I had to fight to let my boyfriend call our cat Potatoes.

But what are their names?!??!?!

[Mew]

I'd name a cat Wafer or ButterBean.

[pennydreadful]

We've got Neka (which is a take on the Japanese word for cat, being "neko", who I also refer to as "Nimbus" or "Nekie-Noodle"... he knows all his nicknames, he's such a clever boy!), Shade (who we also refer to as Lady Shade, Her Shadyship and The Shade-ar) and Loki (who lives up to his name and is a mischievous little derp).

[MsMarvelDuckie]

We've had all kinds of names for our pets. My first cat was a tortoiseshell named Pepper, who was soon joined by Leo the Fuzzy, a longhair marmalade tabby named for his appearance (he was mentally challenged, LOL!), and when they died, I ended up with Mischief, an orange tabby "Einstein" who actually named himself. He was later joined by Skitz- he was kind of schizophrenic- and we've also had Ditto (who looked just like a smaller version of Skitz, and did everything he did) and later Zeus and Hera. Sadly, all of those from Skitz to Hera either died early or were "catnapped". (We had someone break into our house once, and all they did was take the cats! We think we know who, but could never prove it.) Our most recent kitties were Demona (named after the gargoyles character for her habit of being a minx and her "invisi-wings"), and her brother Bandit (as in Smokey and the....). They had kittens, and we named the two boys Ash(ley- from Evil Dead) and Indie(ana Jones). Bandit and Indie had to be given new homes, but my mom still has Ash and Demona. Right now the only one we have AT HOME is Angel, who adopted us Christmas before last.

When I was growing up, I used to name my fish, too, and we also had hamsters that we named, and I had an anole for a while that I named Savik (from Star Trek). Some of the fish were Pinkie (a HUGE pink kissing gourami), Romeo and Juliet- a pair of zebra tetras who sadly ended up like their namesakes- Streak, my first male betta- Greenie, a green kisser, and a trio of neon tetras I named after the Three Musketeers. My favorite male Hamster was named Sugar and Spice.

We have always had dogs growing up, too, Clipper- a dalmation- Wallace- a purebred Shedland Sheepdog- Clyde- a mutt who was so ugly he was cute- and my uncle's dog Vicious, a fox terrier who was actually a sweetheart.

[IndigoErth]

Our current cats are Butters (South Parks of course) and Ickis (Real Monsters) - siblings belonging to my sister and brother-in-law - and *cough* their adult kittens Buddha and Tim. (Their other three siblings are hopefully still happily living their own lives with their adopters.) Supposedly the parents of Butters and Ickis may have been related already... they have no family tree, just a family stick.

Buddha was the one long hair my mom was not about to adopt out. Big cat who pretty much still thinks he's some little baby. Will cry to be held, may even try to jump into your arms, which at his size isn't great having a cat throw himself at you... Not the sharpest tool in the shed, will sit there with a derpy look on his face, but I think he's a least a little brighter than he lets on.

Tim was kept along with his brother because was was born with a bad ankle. A determined, ornery little bugger though, he got that straitened out on his own eventually with no issue and has been a wild child ever since.

RIP Ashley who we lost early this year... a bit of a devil like her mother that lived two doors down. Then Tibby a couple years prior, our second former stray. Months before getting Ashley as a kitten we'd lost Stray (our first stray...had refereed to him as "stray kitty" before adopting him, and name turned into Stray), lost him around age 6 from some kind of cancer... was pretty bright for a cat too, very sad and will always be the hardest to have lost and, no offense to the others, but the best cat we've known. Had even been friends with Ashley's mother - who was supposed to be an indoor cat, while he was indoor/outdoor - in the months prior to losing him. Before him we'd had Stormy and Muffin (here before I even was) who very openly accepted Stray into our/their home...they were getting up there in age, I think maybe they knew they needed someone to leave their humans to. Stormy, who'd always previously fought with other cats through the window, never fought with Stray, even though both male. He was friends with Stray even before I (the first human he trusted) even was; just vising through the window, no aggression no nothing, just hanging out. Was the oddest thing. They were great buddies in Stormy's final years.

My fish are the only other current pets right now.

Other former pets: a dog (airedale named Tucker), all the fish we used to have in the pond on the deck (two are hopefully still alive at my uncle's pond, we sadly lost the rest due to human error and many a few years before then via a vicious attack by great blue heron), bull frogs we got as tadpoles for the original pond (and even though ours should be LONG gone there is STILL one hanging out around here and hear it most ngihts) the catfish that were later taken to a large pond with permission, other fish I've had indoors including my albino Oscar and a Chocolate cichlid - and the other little ones those two didn't let survive long - as well as other various kinds of goldfish over the years and a couple Black Fin Shark (a small type of catfish), our parakeets, my sister's ferrets, gerbils, hermit crabs, a couple newts I had for a short time and got away, a guinea pig... I think that's everybody.

Honorary almost pet mentions: the visiting wild box turtle I named Rosebud and accompanied me to kindergarten show and tell day. And the baby bunnies we were trying to bottle feed but didn't make it in the long run... but at least they lived long enough to open their eyes and experience grass. Our cat Stray knew them come to think of it. Informed once to leave them alone after getting that look in his eyes and he was never an issue with them. I don't know how but he just "got stuff" in a way most cats don't.

[DarkFell]

Originally Posted by MsMarvelDuckie

Wallace- a purebred Shetland Sheepdog

You had a Wallace but not a Gromit...

Just kidding - I bet Wallace was a good dog.

Our family never kept dogs for very long and we always wound up giving them away. The only dog my stepmother kept lived
to be eleven years old. Both of the family cats ran away.

Since I moved out, I've had two cats - lost one to diabetes back in 2005, but I still have the younger kitty, and she will be thirteen years old in four months.

[Prowler]

If I had a cat I'd name him "Hobbes" after Calvin's Tiger which was also named after an English philosopher. I think it would fit well.

[Amaranthus]

Originally Posted by Prowler

If I had a cat I'd name him "Hobbes" after Calvin's Tiger which was also named after an English philosopher. I think it would fit well.

You're on a TMNT forum.Name him Hob.
I wanted to name my cat Hobbes, but my sister wouldn't let me.
So we called him Nugget.

[Prowler]

Originally Posted by Amaranthus

You're on a TMNT forum.Name him Hob.
I wanted to name my cat Hobbes, but my sister wouldn't let me.
So we called him Nugget.

No. However, I have considered naming a cat Leonardo before. Because it's similar to Leopard, another feline, and thus I think it'd fit a cat just fine.

[Slade]

Just don't be like some people I know.

Mama dog/Mama cat. If the animal had a name before it became pregnant it doesn't matter. It is now mama dog/cat for the rest of it's life.

Then they have a dog named Doggie.

[Candy Kappa]

My late male red-Eared Slider was named Macgyver, the previous owners thought he was a female, so I gave him a neutral name until I confirmed my suspicions that he was a male turtle (they had him for over 10 years and knew nothing off turtles and turtle care).

My female Red-Eared Sliders are Lara and Hariette, and my Yellow-Bellied Slider male is named Salvador after Salvador Dali, and my Yellow-Bellied female is named Amy.

When I was a small kid, my mom had a cat named Rambo, he got the name as a kitten, he lunged and stuck on to my uncle's thigh and had to be pulled off.

[MsMarvelDuckie]

Originally Posted by IndigoErth

Our current cats are Butters (South Parks of course) and Ickis (Real Monsters) - siblings belonging to my sister and brother-in-law - and *cough* their adult kittens Buddha and Tim. (Their other three siblings are hopefully still happily living their own lives with their adopters.) Supposedly the parents of Butters and Ickis may have been related already... they have no family tree, just a family stick.

Buddha was the one long hair my mom was not about to adopt out. Big cat who pretty much still thinks he's some little baby. Will cry to be held, may even try to jump into your arms, which at his size isn't great having a cat throw himself at you... Not the sharpest tool in the shed, will sit there with a derpy look on his face, but I think he's a least a little brighter than he lets on.

Tim was kept along with his brother because was was born with a bad ankle. A determined, ornery little bugger though, he got that straitened out on his own eventually with no issue and has been a wild child ever since.

RIP Ashley who we lost early this year... a bit of a devil like her mother that lived two doors down. Then Tibby a couple years prior, our second former stray. Months before getting Ashley as a kitten we'd lost Stray (our first stray...had refereed to him as "stray kitty" before adopting him, and name turned into Stray), lost him around age 6 from some kind of cancer... was pretty bright for a cat too, very sad and will always be the hardest to have lost and, no offense to the others, but the best cat we've known. Had even been friends with Ashley's mother - who was supposed to be an indoor cat, while he was indoor/outdoor - in the months prior to losing him. Before him we'd had Stormy and Muffin (here before I even was) who very openly accepted Stray into our/their home...they were getting up there in age, I think maybe they knew they needed someone to leave their humans to. Stormy, who'd always previously fought with other cats through the window, never fought with Stray, even though both male. He was friends with Stray even before I (the first human he trusted) even was; just vising through the window, no aggression no nothing, just hanging out. Was the oddest thing. They were great buddies in Stormy's final years.

My fish are the only other current pets right now.

Other former pets: a dog (airedale named Tucker), all the fish we used to have in the pond on the deck (two are hopefully still alive at my uncle's pond, we sadly lost the rest due to human error and many a few years before then via a vicious attack by great blue heron), bull frogs we got as tadpoles for the original pond (and even though ours should be LONG gone there is STILL one hanging out around here and hear it most ngihts) the catfish that were later taken to a large pond with permission, other fish I've had indoors including my albino Oscar and a Chocolate cichlid - and the other little ones those two didn't let survive long - as well as other various kinds of goldfish over the years and a couple Black Fin Shark (a small type of catfish), our parakeets, my sister's ferrets, gerbils, hermit crabs, a couple newts I had for a short time and got away, a guinea pig... I think that's everybody.

Honorary almost pet mentions: the visiting wild box turtle I named Rosebud and accompanied me to kindergarten show and tell day. And the baby bunnies we were trying to bottle feed but didn't make it in the long run... but at least they lived long enough to open their eyes and experience grass. Our cat Stray knew them come to think of it. Informed once to leave them alone after getting that look in his eyes and he was never an issue with them. I don't know how but he just "got stuff" in a way most cats don't.

Sounds like you've had some cool kitties! Our Leo, whom I had from the age of nine, and raised from a six-seek old furball, was also the product of SEVERAL generations of inbreeding, courtesy of some half-feral cats living in my grandmother's barn. The first kitty they had was a calico named Rainbow, and two kitties from her first 9and only) litter, a black longhair named Smokey, and a longhair color-point with a white streak on her nose named Blaze. Blaze ended up mothering several litters, and Leo was the third or fourth generation from those.

My mom had a grey tortie named Muffin when I was very little, but she spent most of her time outside, and only came in during really hot or cold weather. She was a loner, and I don't consider her "my" kitty. Pepper was the first one that was "mine", since I got her shortly before we ended up bringing Leo the Fuzzy (whose nickname of Fuzz soon stuck) home to save him from their dog Charlie, who was occasionally prone to killing cats that got too close to his food.

Mischief was a feline genius who could open drawers, cabinets, and even turn the deadbolt locks on our door. He couldn't quite turn the knob, but he knew HOW it worked. He was also fond of breaking drinking glasses for fun. We couldn't keep any around him, because he'd get up on the table or counter and scoot them to the edge, then knock them off with a hard swat of his paw, and just look up at us like "Haha!" Like the kid from the Simpsons.

Originally Posted by DarkFell

You had a Wallace but not a Gromit...
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Just kidding - I bet Wallace was a good dog.

Actually, he was named by the breeder, after William Wallace, (Since it is a breed from an island off Scotland's coast....) His full name was Queen's (the breeder's name) Wallace Tartan. Dumb name, but whatever. He had his pedigree and papers, and he was several years old when we got him, and had been used for a stud.

[IndigoErth]

Originally Posted by MsMarvelDuckie

Mischief was a feline genius who could open drawers, cabinets, and even turn the deadbolt locks on our door. He couldn't quite turn the knob, but he knew HOW it worked. He was also fond of breaking drinking glasses for fun. We couldn't keep any around him, because he'd get up on the table or counter and scoot them to the edge, then knock them off with a hard swat of his paw, and just look up at us like "Haha!" Like the kid from the Simpsons.

Well that sounds like all kinds of trouble. Buddha and Tim don't understand locks or opening things luckily, but they DO both understand the door knobs and will reach for them. Or be a creepy weirdo in the hall rattling the bathroom or a bedroom doorknob if they know you're in there. lol

Actually, he was named by the breeder, after William Wallace, (Since it is a breed from an island off Scotland's coast....) His full name was Queen's (the breeder's name) Wallace Tartan. Dumb name, but whatever. He had his pedigree and papers, and he was several years old when we got him, and had been used for a stud.

Our airedale's breeder name was like Altena Beauregard something or other. ("Magic"? Or some magic related name I think... there are magic names in their line.) My sister however named him Tucker. Never a show dog, had been the runt, but still got plenty big enough as far as we were concerned. Lost him young-ish though at age 8. And looking up the breeder and his mother's name... found an old 2009 newsletter now and apparently his mother and one of his uncles both died later the same year (age 14).

[MsMarvelDuckie]

LOL, well I DID say he named himself! No, really. He'd been found by my cousin in the ditch at grandma's, and bottle-fed for a couple of weeks by my mom before being given to a vet friend to find a home for him. She had been calling him Simba. She couldn't find a home, so we took him. We decided right away that his name HAD to go. My hubby was playing a video game one day not long after we got him and heard him getting into something nearby, so he asked what kind of mischief he was getting into. The kitten answered with a meow and came over, so we concluded that was his "real" name. We knew he was going to be trouble from the beginning though, because he was only two weeks old when first found, with eyes barely open, and already climbing up the back of the couch and getting adventurous (and into trouble) when we went to bottle-feed him one day for my mom while she was at work! (I fully believe in the idea of the "jellicle" name that all cats possess, that humans aren't privy to- we just got lucky and discovered his....)

[SophieDem]

My two turtles are called Tobias and Buzadara which means grits.

But I always wanted to have a border collie named Soy or a husky called Akira.