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Cat Nicknames

Multitasking on the phone with Darkside yesterday -- he was checking job possibility e-mails; I was petting my cat.

"At least you're not going 'oo my wittle schnookie-wookie...'" Some jokes involving a cat's skill at chess, and the likelihood (or not) of a cat ripping off one's arms when being a sore loser, followed. "So you wouldn't have to let the schnookie-wookie win."

He threw an exception, later, when I attempted to call him "schnookie-wookie."

This morning, Sis claims that I demonstrated that eris_raven is a one-person cat. She tried to pet Miss Raven, and little greyface backed up and gave her The Look. I called my kitling over by patting the bed next to me, and she snuggled up and got petted. Sis tried petting her, and she got The Look again, and once I stopped petting Eris, she bounced away as if propelled by springs.

Evidently this means that eris_raven is a one-person cat.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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