As promised, here’s a picture of Mr. Cuter-Than-Cute. Despite his adorableness, the poor thing is suffering from an identity crisis (aren’t we all?). The reason being that he’s gone through 8 name changes in two days.
With Samantha’s sudden interest in hockey, his first name was Habs. (Never mind that we’re in JULY!) And seeing as it’s “her kitten”, I didn’t want to blatantly out-veto the name. My psychological approach took a few hours of hint dropping before she finally decided “on her own” that maybe Habs isn’t such a good name after all.
This lead to his second stupid inappropriate name: Markof. Again, something to do with hockey (don’t ask!).
Then we graduated to Jasper. Which everyone liked – until we found out that someone we know (hey Camille!) has a dog by that name.
Joey, Salem and Saphire came next. Oh! And let’s not forget the first “original” name: Whiskers. (Yes, I KNOW!)
Finally, she thought of a name that has managed to stick for over 18 hours so I guess we’ve finally arrived at naming the new member of our family.
Say hello to BUDDY!






You mean Marcov (with a ‘v’) And that one was my favorite!!
Too cute!! ;o)