I want to thank all you fine folk who attempted to help me name the newly arrived kitty and to apologize for my cowardly chickening out. (see below) All of the suggestions were splendid and I must confess I was very tempted by the appropriateness of "Spitunia" (laytonwomand3rd) but you all must understand that I must picture myself standing on the front porch steps at any hour of the day or night shrieking the name into the neighborhood air along with loud clapping of the hands and intermittent hissings of "here pussy, pussy, pussy". Sorry, Rosie, but from the beginning but I had to rule out "Bitch". Not only would it project a skewed image of me as Cat Momma, but I fear it would give my neighbors the totally wrong idea of both of us.
However, for me the main quality the name must possess is that it feels good rolling off the tongue and I finally decided that the one that felt the best and was somewhat appropriate was...... "Bitsy".......not very imaginative I am afraid, but satisfactory. Of course, I was also heavily influenced by the fact that the previous owners had been calling her "Mitzi", a name I detested, but I noticed that the little wretch at least cocked her ear slightly to the sound of that and "Bitsy"seemed the perfect solution..........so, c'est fini".
Thank you all enormously.......your suggestions were hugely useful in helping me decide what I did NOT want to name her......no offense intended..........and, who knows, after another few months of this silly growling and hissing she may end up being "Bitch"
I know you are all wondering why I have not posted a photo of her and I promise I will do so as soon as I can take one that does her justice.
Gotta go now and round up the herd.
The New Yorker covers: August 18, 1975
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