For Navi, the left cat, we call her Chunka Munk, Plasticat, and Ms. Infected Lips.
For Scorpi, the cat on the right, we call him Mr. Small, Spider Cat, and Crybaby.
I call mine MushMush, his name is Obor
Pumpkin Butt
A friend of mine calls his boy Luci (yes, a nod to the Disenchantment series) “a sack of buttkicks”.
Rocky (a.k.a. Brown-noser) and Adrian (a.k.a. Monkey face)
That is just a ridiculous nose. The nickname is apt!
Cori -> Cori Borealis (similar to Aurora Borealis)
Its very fun to say.
Usually she was Sasha, but if there was ham in the room, she was Ham Cat.
We lost her about two years ago.
I lost my first cat to FELV before he turned a year old. Losing a cat hurts a lot. I hope you and yours are getting by okay.
Two cats, but either one can become “stinky” if their attitude matches.
The ginger is Sunny, and he is an old man adopted from the RSPCA, months after his first hooman died, and my own 12 year old ginger passed from pancreatic cancer. I call him Fluff Butt, Floofus and Furbag, but at 4 am in the morning, he thinks his name is “Fucking shut up, cat!”. It has taken 2 years since I adopted him, for him to make eye contact or to even purr, but I’m pretty sure he loves me now! He never misses pat and brush time. I think his previous hooman was a woman, and I’m male, so it was a big change along with the grieving. I love him!
The voidie is Zebby and he belongs to a neighbour, but has bonded to Sunny and myself and eats, plays, sleeps at our place. If he’s not harrassing Sunny, he is glued to my ankle, or asleep in my lap. I call him shithead, meatball, stinky cat and other such endearments, but he is the most loving cat I’ve ever known. When he spots me outside, even if he is with his actual owner, or the girls up the road who fawn over him, he will instantly RUN to me, and as he gets closer, his tail goes from horizontal to vertical, and as he arrives he jumps so his head contacts my hand, because he simply can’t wait for me to bend and pat him. At such times, I call him Dancer or Prancer because he looks like he’s dancing around me. I think it breaks his owners heart but she is very gracious about it, even offering to bring food for him so I am not out of pocket. I have great neighbours, both feline and human.
Edit: I just recently found out that Sunny visits Zebby’s owner every day for pats, so the circle is complete :)The stories of both cats are adorable and heartwarming. Congratulations on not giving up and sticking with your adopted cat for those two years!
Houdini! Guess why lol
sweetie and “you dumb sack of shit”.
sack shits everywhere. I keep sack around because nobody will take them and I don’t want them to be abused.
honestly I look forward to the day someone takes this cat from me or the day it’s no longer a burden.
sweetie is a sweetie, even so. they hate sack and refuses to be around them.
we treat them both the same, but I wouldn’t be sad if I woke up one day and didn’t have to clean shit up off the floors.
Fill in the blank: “You fuckin ________”
- Asshole
- Dickhead
- Mongrel
- Shitter
- Shithead
- Hellion
Gusfraba, we call her “little monster”, “bugg”, also “the huntress”
Our boys passed on several years ago but their nicknames were Munch and Wee. Short for munchkin and wee boy. Sometimes wed called them The Munch and The Wee, like they were important titles.
Neeks and Món
My cats name is Lucifer and I call him Luci, Luc (rhymes with goose) and I also call him Goose a lot. Its like he’s my ugly duckling. He loves cuddles and cries when he isn’t given all the attention. Is 3 going on 4 year old. I adopted him from a shelter where he was returned twice. I understand why but he’s just my big baby now. He name is also synonymous with “Fuck off”, “Quit crying you asshole” , and “Why the fuck does your shit smell so bad?”
