Goodenough Gismo

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    This is the classic children's book, Goodenough Gismo, by Richmond I. Kelsey, published in 1948. Nearly unavailable in libraries and the collector's market, it is posted here with love as an "orphan work" so that it may be seen and appreciated -- and perhaps even republished, as it deserves to be. After you read this book, it won't surprise you to learn that Richmond Irwin Kelsey (1905-1987) was an accomplished artist, or that as Dick Kelsey, he was one of the great Disney art directors, breaking your heart with "Pinocchio," "Dumbo," and "Bambi."



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Charlie (Colorado)

Hell, the *names* I give my cats are weird enough: shimbra, ali'i, vashti, radar, kaleo...

Sissy Willis

I think you're right about Broca's area, and it's not just for mothers and their babies. I'm thinking of something I read -- and posted about -- that locates pleasurable feelings between mother and child and feelings between new lovers in the same part of the brain.

What is this thing called love?"

Addicted to love

And speaking of love, my husband is, in fact, a much sought-after cat whisperer: Tiny and Baby dissolve in heavy purring, rolling over -- sometimes falling over the side of whatever they are lying on -- and even drooling at the sweet things he whispers in their ears.

'Have added my pet names in Sara's comments, as you suggested:

Sweet Tiny Pea: Tiny, Angel Baby, Love Dove, Tee-Toe, Keek, Keeker, KeeCoo, CooCoo, Silky, Silky Girl, Gramma's Own Baby Girl, Daughter of the Squirrel Slayer.

Baby Cakes: Baby, Cakes, Cakester, The Babe, Odee, BooBoo, Bay-b'Kay, Fluffy, Fluffy Boy, Mr. Fluff, The Baby Lion, The Tiger, Gramma's Own Baby Boy, Son of the Squirrel Slayer.

Both: Yanimals!, Her Own Kitties

I'm a big fan of the Old Possum's Book, myself, as blogged here:

What's in a name?

Cats and mouse

Sissy Willis

Whoops. Wrong link above:

What is this thing called love?

Funky Dung

"I was wondering: do only women do this? Give their cats lots of weird nicknames, I mean?"

Speaking from my own experience as a straight male cat owner, no.

AmbivaBro

Dear old Woody, of blessed memory, had dozens of names. But then he had two owners contributing aliases.

amba

I think it's funny that the guys say their cats have lots of names -- but they won't tell them. (It would probably make them feel silly to admit the delicious puerile nonsense they too talk to their cats.)

There's also, however, an element of betraying an intimacy. Of my most tenderly beloved cats, I literally can't tell the love-names; it was between me and them. A whole language dies with the cat . . .

Alan

I have nothing against cats but for some reason they don't like me.

So I have a dog named Bruce. He has many nickanes. Bruce Moose. Brucifer. Don Bruccino. And, quite often, G*d damn, piece of sh*t dog--althouth that's more of a description than a nickname.

From experience, I think everyone nicknames their pets. I wonder if it's because they don't talk to us so we end up talking for them. The nicknames are a way to describe their differing moods. Either that, or we're all just profoundly silly on the inside and since pets can't judge us, we feel comfortable being weird around them.

nappy40

We had a white cat named Brick House, and a black cat named Cross.

amba

Interesting thought, Alan, that we are somehow channeling the inner being of the animal.

Charlie (Colorado)

No, Annie, it's just that the names I sue are so dull. "Cat-cat." "Fluffy cat." "Pretty cat." "X.O., Master Chief, Goofy Ensign." (The last was Midshipman until I had him fixed.)

sara

its definitely not just us ladies who do this nick-naming. my post about our animals nick-names was a joint effort. nate definitely remembered a few that i had forgotten. xoxox

Meryl Yourish

Gracie is Sweetness, Princess Gracie, Gorgeous, Miss Priss, C[pause]AT, and Beebee.

Tigger is Annoyance (sometimes Mr. Annoyance), My Big Pig Tig, Handsome, Fuzzball, Fat Cat, and will literally answer to anything. He even comes when I call Gracie, and tries to put his head in between my hand and her as I reach to pet her.

My original Tig had one name: The Tig. Everyone called him that when referring to him. "How's The Tig?" "Is The Tig still on his diet?"

Cat names. Fun stuff.

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