Our esteemed colleagues at the Nanaimo News Bulletin recently released a list of the in that city.
(Spoiler alert: Buddy, Max, Charlie, Molly, Bailey, Bear, Lucy, Daisy, Bella and Jake; weº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™ll check on the PQB results for you shortly)
That got me to thinkingº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™ about my own history of pet ownership and how happy I always am to re-share my own naming adventures and get a chance to hear some of yours.
So, just how do you go about naming your pets?
Is there an intricate process? A gut feeling? Make use of a special naming website (they do exist)? Let your children do the honours?
I always enjoy the creative names, even if they degenerate into low-effort nicknames, like the pets were your hockey teammates.
The first pet we had when I was a young boy was a calico kitty named º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜Dillyº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™, which was shortened from Dylan Thomas, my Mumº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™s favourite poet.
The oft-crabby Dilly lived to be 24, easily outdistancing our other cat Patches (white with patches of black, or vice-versa, depending on how you looked at it). So we didnº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™t get much chance to name endless pets.
We briefly had a Samoyed named Dakota, shortened to Cody and renamed (by me) as Cujo.
The poor pooch had a brain tumour, which when it flared up made it a growling, barking fiend.
For a short time we had another cat º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜KCº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™ (short for Kitty Cat, original I know) but KC met an untimely demise.
My last º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜growing upº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™ pet was Misty, another Samoyed whose full name was Burrº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™s Artic Mist (and some sort of championship pedigree stuff Iº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™ve long forgotten). Absolutely sweetheart of a dog.
Not a long list and it certainly pales in comparison to the menagerie of animals weº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™ve had since I struck out on my own.
The very first kitties we ever had were Smoky (grey in colour, I mentioned Iº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™m very original) and his white pal Bandit.
Bandit was quickly shortened to B, but was also more inappropriately known as Blanket Humper B (shoutout to Bud Bundy).
After those two, I kind of lost my naming rights, with all the younger members of the household taking over.
After the two originals came the best dog ever, Aiko, a giant mushbag of a wolf-malamute cross whose name meant º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜loveº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™.
His partner in crime was Sam, a massive Anatonial shepherd who I guess looked like a º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜Samº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™.
Save for Aiko, I donº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™t think Iº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™ve ever called any of the animals who came later by their actual name º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç“ unless they did something wrong.
Sam was º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜Sam Chopsº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™ to most of the others, º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜Ulf Samuelssonº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™, º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜Samsonite Luggageº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™ and º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜Samuel J. Chops, canine attorneyº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™ to me. Donº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™t ask me to explain.
Both pooches are now in doggie heaven, along with Diesel, the black lab who became Samº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™s best buddy and I called º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜Doyleº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™ because that was how the two-year-old pronounced his name.
After Diesel came our current black lab, Charlie (hey, we made the list!) who I call º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜Wigsº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™ because when he greets you he wiggles in serpentine fashion like late-1980s Axl Rose.
He also answers to Charleston Chew, Chuckster, Charlie Bear and probably a few more nicknames Iº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™m not aware of.
A cornucopia of kitties have also followed the original pair.
Thereº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™s been Junior Bandit (also known as º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜Jubsº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™), Tommy, TJ (º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜Widgetsº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™ or º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜Widgiesº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™; I donº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™t recall why); Oreo (colours like the cookie); Wookie (poor guy, wandered off one day never to be heard from again); and Taco (mostly known now as º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜Tº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™, º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜Bellº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™ for Taco Bell, º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜Princess Tº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™ or simply º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜Pretty Girlº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™).
My post-Smoky favourite was Chevrolet Silverado BMX Jet Ski Lamborghini Dirt Bike (The First). A majestic orange alpha male who was named by the five-year-old lad in the house who clearly took his naming responsibilities very seriously.
Sadly, we lost Chevy (his shortened moniker) to a heart ailment when he was just five.
Along with Taco, we still have two other kitties, one with a bit of an inappropriate moniker and º¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç˜Linkº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™, named after the video game character.
Heº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™s like the aforementioned sports teammates, I just call him Linky or Art Linkletter, a TV name I remember from long ago.
Thereº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™s also been a handful of fish and birds and rodents that everyone but me was interested in. Whatº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™s your best pet name story? Iº¬Ðß²ÝÑо¿Éç™d love to hear your original names and the tales behind them.
Bonus points for pics.
PQB News/Vancouver Island Free Daily editor Philip Wolf welcomes your questions, comments and story ideas. He can be reached at 250-905-0029 or via email at philip.wolf@blackpress.ca.