Well this story is going to start 3 years ago when I had two little kittens I aptly named Kaos and Mischeif. Originally they were both girls but Mischief grew a pair...
. I met DH, we moved in together I went home to get my cat Riki (
) to live out her last few months with me. (Riki was female but originally was my great aunt's cat, when she went to a home I offered to take in Riki. Apparently she had quite a few pets at one time or another, all named Riki).
As Kaos & Mischief grew they started fighting, ALLOT. Kaos was very laid back, relax little girl and mischief was, well... mischief
. So we gave Kaos to some friend of ours that love her very much. We later renamed Mischeif "Buster" both for his attitude & arrested development.
Then Miss Kitty found us, she got her name because originally she was just "Hello little kitty" and "Here kitty, kitty". Well, it stuck. Although I steadfastly remain by my explanation that her name is "Miss Kitty" after the old west brother owner because she's a tough old girl with a heart of gold!
We got Tasha from the OSCPA because hubby is "not a cat person" and had never had a kitten, so we went, he picked the loudest, cutest cat there. Her original name was Mia, hubby wanted to name her "Tashonda" after some chick from a movie, I refused, we settled on "Tasha" so I can pretend her name is "Natasha" and he can pretend it's "Tashonda".
Sadly a tom cat started coming around our house (whom hubby named "Whiskers"
) and started fighting with Buster. I used to let him out for an hour or two in the backyard while we were outside, but he ran off after Whiskers and didn't come back. Buster ran away for good after we caught him to take him for his rabies shot (he HATED being in the car). Later that winter he was hit by a car
So when Hubby was working at a farm a week or two ago he noticed all the barn cats, came home & asked me if I maybe wanted another kitten (I was, and still am grieving for Buster, I just feel so guilty). Well apparently Peaches was born in the a Peach basket, so that was the name she came with; and it stuck.
That's my story.
Except our dogs. Madison was named after "Billy Madison" (more of hubby's stupid movies!!) and Kayla was named because her name was Kia and we didn't like it.
My horse is Meg because her breeder named her after her own mother (she had died the year Meg was born). I get allot of questions about that one! but it stuck, I couldn't rename her
plus it's bad luck!