My mother’s cat, Sweetie Pie, is one of those cats who ignores you when you call her, unless she’s sure you’re up to something she particularly wants to be part of. She goes into the basement and won’t come up. She goes out and won’t come in. She has some secret hiding place in the house where she can’t be found and will not come when called.
My friend Jane (Hi, Jane!) says it’s because she doesn’t accept “Sweetie Pie” as her name. I don’t blame her. Sorry, Mom, but cute as that name is, she’s outgrown it. She needs a new, more appropriate name. Hindenburg, maybe. We’ve tried Meany Mouse, Snickers, and Thcrapth, but she’ll pay attention the first time we try it and then ignore it thereafter. Sophie Tucker. Jabba. Any suggestions? She really is a sweet cat, mostly.
Due to popular request, Katya now has her own Cafe Press store. Everyone but Jane is encouraged to go buy Bad Katya merchandise. Jane is encouraged to go pick something out for Christmas. 🙂
I have several Cafe Press stores, which you can discover by clicking the Cafe Press link above.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: If you could change your name — if you HAD TO change your name — what would you pick and why?