Crazy Gracie

Our new cat, Gracie, all but ignores her name. When I call her she flicks those outsized ears then turns her head away, determined not to answer to this construct of human language.

Studly Doright calls her Pretty Girl. She doesn’t answer to that either. After watching her make thirty-nine non-stop trips around the island in our kitchen, I began referring to her as Crazy Gracie. Still no reaction.

Crazy Gracie fits, doesn’t it?

I wonder if she has a name she likes better? She meows conversationally all the time. Maybe she’s trying to tell me her real name.

Oh, occasionally she makes a sound that sounds very much like a bark. Studly thought I was imagining things until he heard it, too. Maybe she’s a German Shepherd trapped in a cat’s body. I could try calling her Heidi or perhaps Gretchen.

Until she provides additional information, she’ll just be Gracie. I know she calls me “Meow, meow?” I answer to it every time.

Peace, people.

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

26 thoughts on “Crazy Gracie”

  1. I think Gracie is a good name. A bit like a book character you take the greatest care in naming. She is like that. Scout’n Gracie my cats ( I know re Scout but just think for amo on the names alone) past and present sounds good. Believe me I am big on names xxx

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  2. This reminds me of a book I read once, from the perspective of cats. It was a sort of ‘How-To’ manual written by cats, for cats, and it taught them how to manage their owners. Instead of calling them ‘owners’ though, it made it sound like the CATS owned the humans. It was hilarious. It was very old, and lived in my grandmother’s bookshelf during my mother’s childhood before finding home in my childhood bookshelf. Maybe Gracie is following a set of cat rules in order to train you (after all, she is YOUR owner lol!) to call her something else 😀 That is SO CUTE she calls you ‘Meow, meow’. Gosh that would melt my heart!

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    1. They believe she’s a about year and three months. When I first spotted her in PetCo I thought the sign said she was five months and I thought, “Wow! She’s going to be a big girl.” A year makes more sense.

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      1. Yeah, too bad you missed those full playful months. We have a feral momma and kitten (now about 12 weeks old) and my neighbor has been feeding them. She is getting the traps this weekend so she can take them to get spade. We are hoping the baby will have enough domestic in it to get adopted because it is just as cute as it can be. Hopefully, momma hasn’t gotten knocked up again.

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      2. hehe! I’m sure she is. “Oh this is what it means to be a pampered kitty”. Maybe you can take some video with your phone and post them. I’m sure your readers would get a kick out of it. I know I would. 🙂

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