Pets' daft (but great because they're daft) names.

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Profpointy

Legendary Member
There's a rather fine cat in our street called Mr Woo.

Our own cat is named Higgs; in honour of Sir Peter's trip to Stokholm at around the time we got her.

In a previous life we had a cat called Bee, named after a horse my then wife had previously ridden (maybe officially Little Bee in full). Kids next door had misheard and called him Mr Bean. I tended to call him Beeswax. I don't think the cat was very bothered.

Her previous cat had been called Tito, as they'd got him around the time the Yugoslav dictator had come over on a state visit
 
I used to know a guy who was Chairman of PISA (POSH Independent Supporters Association) whose main aim for a number of years was to get Barry Fry the hell away from Peterborough United FC.

He named his dog ‘Fry Out’.

:laugh:
 

Joey Shabadoo

My pronouns are "He", "Him" and "buggerlugs"
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Jenkins

Legendary Member
Location
Felixstowe
My sister had two cats that she named Benson and Hedges. Due to a house move, I became their servant for a number of years and renamed then Fatso and Furball.
 

swee'pea99

Squire
Bit of a segue, but....

My Dad told me of a vicar he'd met who told of turning up in his new parish, only to have the cat - freaked by a day in the car and this arrival in a totally strange place - streak out the door and go AWOL. They assumed he'd return and got on with unpacking, but by the time it was getting dark there was still no sign of him, so the vicar, worried for his cat lost in this strange place, set off doing their usual 'come in for supper' routine - "...so the first my new parishioners saw of their new vicar was a dishevelled, exhausted, worried looking bloke, walking up the middle of the main street through the village, banging on a saucepan with a wooden spoon and calling out Whisky....Whisky....Whisky..."
 

midlife

Legendary Member
It's going back maybe 50 years but I had 2 gerbils called Bleep and Booster..... Going to have to Google that now lol
 

Vantage

Carbon fibre... LMAO!!!
In my mid twenties I had a mate who bought a couple of Ghekos.
He named one 'Waz' and the other 'Zap'.
You remember the Budweiser commercial right? ^_^
 

Salad Dodger

Legendary Member
Location
Kent Coast
In the mid 1990s we got a rescue dog. His original name was "Growbie" which we didn't much care for, so we re-named him.
I wanted to call him Henry, but my then 10 year old daughter thought that sounded stupid. She may have had a point....
It was at the time when there were lots of rappers going by various permutations of initials: Jay Zee, L L Cool J and so on.
So we shortened Henry to H (spelled Aitch for the benefit of the vet) and we had him for about 15 years.
 

srw

It's a bit more complicated than that...
My dog, as you know, is named Lemmy. His middlename is Hairy-Balls, and i registered him at the vets under that name. Once a year I receive a letter addressed to the owner of Lemmy Hairy-Balls Farquhar, which always gives my a childish fit of the giggles.

I have 2 cats. Tibbles was already named when i got her, so no hassle there.

My other cat, a female, was un-named when we got her. After much arguing in the family we agreed to name her after the first female we saw when we switched on the TV. The first female was Lois Griffin, so Lois it was. However, when i registered her at the vets I had one of those moments where Lucifer takes me over, and as I filled out the form I wrote "s***-for-brains" as her middle name. I now received a second periodic letter, and have a good titter.

My father in laws dog is called Tess. I convinced my then 7 year old niece that Tess' middle name was Tickles. One day she was walking the dog and calling out "Tess Tickles, Tess Tickles!!!" Unfortunately, her dad, my BiL, us a chump and didn't see the funny side and had a right moan at me. To get my revenge I then taught my niece to speak French, which involves speaking in English with a funny accent and going haw-he-haw periodically.

There's a spaniel down our street called Daniel.

There's a Beagle further along the village named Benson, and in Benson and Hedges, which I like.

My oldest daughters enormous Rottweiler is called Bully, which is a name granted in irony as he's the gentlest, most cowardly thing you'll ever meet.

And I know of a German Shepherd called Kaiser, after Kaiser Willhelm.

A friend of mine has a cat named budgie.
You're really expecting us to believe that a vet let you register two pets with sweary names without a word of complaint? And that a 7-year-old girl doesn't know a basic anatomical term? Really?
 

Mugshot

Cracking a solo.
We had two cats called Roxas and Namine (brother and sister). They're my daughter's cats, she's autistic and has quite an obsession with anime, so she named her cats after a couple of her favourite characters. Sadly Namine was run over so we only have Roxas now.
 

byegad

Legendary Member
Location
NE England
Not so much daft as thematic. My Dad had three dogs, not at the same time as they do these days, but one after the other. The first called Whisky, then Sherry and the last one Brandy.

Strangely enough he rarely drank anything but the odd pint of Newcastle Brown.
 
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