Name(ing) of the Beasts

You realise once an animal comes into the house that names you thought might fit… just don’t.

So once our feline trio had got their paws under the table it became very apparent very quickly that so far as the girls are concerned? Deities they are not!

Thus Freya and Frigga became – respectively – Dilly Dump and Betty Poop; Dilly and Betty in polite company.

But our striped lad? A bundle of mischief, so Puck was the obvious choice. But not something I fancied calling out late in the evening.

Would you want to go out into the yard and shout Here Puck! Pucky, pucky. pucky pu-u-u-ck…

Just a bit too easy for our elderly neighbours to mis-hear.

But in keeping with a fey theme – my first name I had considered for him was Oberon. Obi for short. And it suits him.

And that they answer to Betty, Dilly and Obi - its official!