Tuesday, August 12, 2008


Don't you like that name? Pookie Vanalikalike - I love to say it. So much better than what a friend, who shall not be further identified, was calling him - Horny Toad Hitler (in honor of his two little horns and black mustache).


Autumn said...

That's a mouthful of a name! I like it though.
I left a reply to your comment over on my blog. (in the comment section)

Have a great day!

Gottagopractice said...

No worries - I follow your feed, so it will pop up over here eventually.

Terry said...

Reminds me of a episode of "Guy Noir, Private Eye" (from radio show Prairie Home Companion). A rich, elderly woman hires the down-and-out, desperately broke investigator to go out and find her lost pet. But she insists that Noir calls the animal in exactly the way the pet knows, that is, in a high falsetto sing-song voice: "PooOOOOoookeeeee, pookepookepooke PoooOOOOoookeeee,... here Pookie Wookie..." The hard-bitten, world-weary, manly, deep- gravelly-voiced, Bogart-like detective has great embarrasment going around town saying in public "PooOOOOoookeeeee, pookepookepooke PoooOOOOoookeeee,... here Pookie Wookie..." as his client demands.

Gottagopractice said...

Hilarious. I'll have to keep my ear out for that episode.

After so many groups of kittens, I've stopped taking naming so seriously, knowing that most names will be changed when they are adopted. Whimsical names add to the fun - but I am very glad I will not be walking around in public, saying them out loud!