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A Cat by Any Other Name… August 2, 2010

Posted by Joe in Family, Farm.
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As you may imagine, living in an old farm means being surrounded by a lot of history. It’s fun to imagine all of the births, lives, and events that must have taken place over course of this house’s 110 year history. We love living in the country and being the next chapter in the story of this house and land.

But living in an old farmhouse also means being surrounded by fields full of mice just looking for their opportunity to join us inside. That’s one of the reasons we got two outdoor cats a couple of years ago. After getting Patch and Coco, we noticed an immediate and dramatic drop in the number of mice we saw in and around the house. The cats often leave remnants from their hunting excursions on the back porch; I think they’re paying tribute to us for providing them food and shelter.

Our kids have learned at an early age about life. They’ve learned about the circle of life and where our food comes from. It doesn’t bother them to know that what we have on the dinner table may have once walked in our fields. That’s the natural order of things, the way it’s supposed to be.

But what did bother them a bit was the disappearance of Patch a couple of months ago. One day she was here, the next day she was gone. Patch would often hunt at night. We surmise that one night she met with an owl and the predator became the prey.

So over this past weekend, we went to pick out a new kitten from some friends who suddenly found themselves with many more felines than they cared to manage. We are now the proud owners of a new, solid black, male kitten.

We haven’t actually taken possession of this newest resident of Blessed Acres Farm; he still needs a week or so with his mother. But when he does arrive, he’ll need a name. We’ve been talking about names almost nonstop since he was selected on Saturday. Personally I like the name Chubbs. But Rachel, who somehow feels the most ownership in the cat, is dead-set against that name. She prefers Miko or Thin Mint. She is willing to compromise a bit and go with Tubbs.

So, we’re looking for suggestions for a name for our new outdoor kitten. Got any?

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1. Beck - August 2, 2010

What about FJ for Frehley Junior since he’s black. If I remember correctly you did name Robin’s cat.

Perhaps the cats consider the back porch a type of altar and they are depositing their tithe there for you’ll providing them such a wonderful place to live.

2. Joe Webb - August 2, 2010

I mentioned Frehley to Rachel and she liked the name until I told her that it was the name of an old rock-n-roll band member that I liked as a kid. Then she changed her mind.

3. Robin - August 3, 2010

Frehley would be fun and a flashback. I seem to remember wanting to name him Morgan, but you insisted on Frehley. (Do you remember saying you would call him ELROD to confuse him if his name was Morgan?) So I also vote on Elrod! haha

4. Joe Webb - August 3, 2010

That’s right! You did want to name him Morgan. I’d forgotten that. And now that you mention it, seem remember threatening to call him Elrod. That was just mean.


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