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What's in a name?

Is there an appropriate amount of nicknames you can have for your pet? Or maybe a better question would be, how many nicknames is too many? I was just thinking about all of the different names I/we (but mostly me) call our dog, Grady, and there are a lot!

I wonder if it gets confusing for him? Maybe that is why he only listens to me half of the time - because I only call him by his real name half of the time (actually, that's being generous. I probably call him by his real name much less than half of the time).


Here are the different names I call my dog:

Grady
Grady Mac
Grady Mac Robinson (his full, birth given name)
Grady Boy
Big Boy
Buddy
Mr. Fluffy (name given to him by kid at the vet)
Fluffy
Fluffer
Mr. Fluffer
Mr. Fluffer Pants
Mr. Fluffer Pants Head
Mr. Fluffer Head
Fluffer Fluff (spin off of Flavor Flav)
Stretcher Bear (I used to say this every time he stretched, now he stretches just to hear me say it)

Wow, as I was typing these I started to get embarrassed! I don't think much of it when I'm saying them, but when you see them in writing it takes on a whole new meaning. Not only is it ridiculous that I call him this many names, the names themselves are absolutely ridiculous. You can kind of see the progression of how each name came about (maybe? or maybe like many things that come out of my mouth - they make absolutely no logical sense whatsoever).

Grady is for sure going to have an identity crisis one of these days!

Come on, make me feel better. Do you make up any random nicknames for your pets?
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Holly said…
You are not alone in the pet nicknaming. I'm surprised my pets haven't had an identity crises either. But I think they know that we only give them nicknames out of love. Here are few of my pets' nicknames (prob not very creative, but they just come out, yanno what I mean?)

Grady, our female cat, rarely gets called by her name. I call her Beast, Grady Cat, Beasters, Kitty Pants (most of the time we actually call her Beast. Not sure where that even came from).

Kilah, our German sheperd/husky mix: Ki, Kilah Dog, Big Dog, Scaredy (sp?) Dog.

Moxyn, our border collie/black lab mix: Moxie, Monster Moxyn, Little Dog, Wiggle Butt, Mox, Puppy Pants, Crazy.
8/13/2010 10:29 AM
Kristen said…
We have two cats Sterling and Truitt. Truitt has the nickname Jingles and Mr Jingles from my husband and I am not sure why, but he actually comes to that name as much as he does to Truitt.
8/14/2010 5:56 PM
Unknown said…
Bubba has multiple names, too! I loved reading the names you have for Grady - too cute!

Bubba - bubby, bubbies, flubster, tinky, lovie...I think this is it, but I most definitely could be forgetting some. I am laughing out loud while typing these. Also, we sometimes call him Dubs to totally confuse him - I know, totally unacceptable and mean!
8/17/2010 3:50 PM
Kristen said…
Roscoe (his real name)
Roci
Roz
Roci Cocoa
Cocoa
Cocoa Loco
Cokes
Cokie
Buddy
Baby Dog
Baby Dogger
Lover Boy
Roscoe Jenkins
...and I'm sure there are more. Don't feel bad. I'm pretty positive he doesn't even know his real name anymore haha :o)
8/19/2010 5:08 PM
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