What kind of name is that???

It was cold here yesterday, high of 36, but no complaints from me...the sun was shining!!!  The last of that huge pile of pine straw, I finally finished spreading. It felt downright good to get out there and work.

Ever wonder why people pick the names they do for their pets? I do. Occasionally someone will ask how one of our pets got it's name. I wonder why! :) Another thing. Do your pets answer to more than one name? Are we weird or what?

Here's Bickett...or Mr. B, or BeeBee, or Bee, or Baby Bee or Baby BeeBee...

I rescued Bickett early one Sunday morning from the middle of an intersection on Bickett Boulevard here in town. It was in October of 2005. He was a tiny kitten. He was stretched out flat on the street with his tiny claws gripping the pavement. I stopped the car and jumped out, not knowing if he had been hit or if he was injured. He was fine. We'll never know how he got there, but so thankful that I came along when I did.


And there's Dumpster...or Dumperoo, or WooWoo, or Woo, or Baby Woo...

One morning about five years ago, Poppy loaded all the trash on the back of his pick-up truck and went to the nearest dumpster site.  After he had been back home for a while he said, I shouldn't tell you this but there was a grey Tabby kitten sitting near the dumpster. He looked up at me and meowed. I said, oh, he was probably hungry.  Should we go back and get him? We do not need two cats, said Poppy. Well, you know the rest of the story. :)

It was Poppy who picked the name "Dumpster". The first time we carried him to the Vet and the receptionist Rose asked his name....she said, you're not serious! Blame Poppy!

Little sweet Smokey has so far acquired only two other names...Mokey or Wittle Mokey...

Maybe we are just weird!

Each of the goats have a name, but both goats answer to "Baby Goat"...

This is "Shae"...

and this is "Asa"...

I don't know why in the world we named this guy "Big Boy", he answers to "Mr. Rooster"...

Only two of our hens have a name, Annie...

The name Annie fit and Annie is her only name.  Annie came to us from our neighbor, Ann, several years ago.

and Little Jewel...

Jewel is a strange little hen who just showed up in our driveway one morning not long after my Mother passed away. This little hen followed me around everywhere. She would come up on the front porch and sit on a shelf in the old cupboard. She would fuss like she was trying to talk to me. She would move things around looking for a place to lay an egg but could never find the perfect spot. Mama's name was Jewel, so I named this special little hen Jewel.

Okay I'm sure you've heard enough...if you're still with me. Thank you kindly for visiting.

I'm out to work in the sun now. :)

Love,
Henny