Brown Cat Names Novels & Stories

I pull my hand back to search, but the wolf starts back up again. "Give me a moment, alright?" I shoo him off and he plops down with his head down. "Angus, Apollo, Archie, Ash, Axel, Baxter, Bingo, Bruce, Bruno, Champ, Charlie, Chester, Chip, Coco, Dexter, Duke, Eddie, Felix, Frankie, Freddy, George, Griffin, Hunter, Kane, King, Lenny, Logan, Marty, Max, Milo, Nelson, Noah, Ollie, Oscar, Ozzy, Peanut, Pepper, Prince, Rambo, Rocco, Romeo, Sam, Scooby, Scout, Simba, Snoopy, Spencer, Spike, Spot, Tucker, Walter, Woody," I skip over the names as quickly as I can. I know for a fact I won't use common names, whether the wolf likes it or not.

She purrs and rubs up against Hayden like he’s one of us. “Do you like animals, Hayden?” I ask. “I love them,” he says. “I want to be a vet when I grow up.” “Well, there are plenty of animals around here,” Laurie says, her face brightening. “This little one is named Mittens.” Hayden smiles. “I like that name.” “We also have Zeb, short for Zebra. He’s her brother,” Laurie tells him. Hayden scratches behind Mittens’ ears, and she rubs her head into his hand, requesting more.

“You’ve gotten chubby.” The kitten rubbed its head against her hand, then meowed again, almost as if it were cuddling her. “It doesn’t have a name yet. You can name it.” Charlie crouched down beside her. Candice thought for a moment. “It’s so chubby and fluffy, with a little white belly... Let’s call it ‘Bun Bun.” Charlie: “...” Candice, already irritated with him, turned her head. “What? It’s not a nice name? You don’t like it?”

“She knows you now. Her name is Ming and her cubs are Mong and Tang. “ The names fitted them well. Ming, because she looked like a house cat. Tang, because the cub looked like an orange juice and Mong because… whatever. I didn’t really know how Sean came up with those names. Maybe he got it from Chinese dynasties. Hahaha, I was so knowledgeable about the Asian civilization. “Your pets?” I asked while I lifted a cub. It’s so heavy! How much more would the mother weigh? But wait? Weren't Sean's servants afraid of his pets? “They are three out of the hundreds I call pets.” “Hundreds?! Are you trying to build a zoo in your house?! “ “Yah. And as far as I remembered, I even bought a piglet from a

“I’ve just been calling them by their colors for now. This one’s ‘Little Blackie.’ Not very creative, I know.” Scarlett giggled, stroking the puppy’s soft fur. “I think he needs a better name. What about… Shadow?” Evelyn smiled, nodding. “Shadow suits him. You’ve got a knack for naming, sweetheart.” Logan leaned in, his fingers brushing against another puppy, this one a sandy brown with white paws. “What about this one?” Evelyn chuckled. “That’s ‘Sandy,’ but I’m sure you can come up with something better.”

You are so beautiful! _ Roooooh! I didn't dare ask you!" Bianca leaped forward and ran her fingers through her wolf's fluffy fur. "What's your name, gorgeous? Gah! Look at you!" _ The Moon goddess named me Mitexi, Bianca! I'm so happy to have you back! "Ohlala Mitexi! Your fur is so amazing! You're going to make Maska drool!" _ Let's go see Mate," Mitexi growled mischievously.

I'm slim, tall, with light hair, and tan skin. Oriental Gray: Send me a photo of yourself... I want to see you. Black Cat: No, I'm shy... Besides, why do you want a photo of me? Oriental Gray: I thought it would be fun... Three hours later... Black Cat: And why did you choose that name? Oriental Gray: Because of the color of my eyes... They're gray. Black Cat: Really? Well, it suits you very well. Now I understand, an oriental with gray eyes, that's not common.

I didn't answer her because my mind was still preoccupied with what I was going to name her. “We could name you Sky…Sky Blue, get it?” I ask, grinning like an idiot. Blue bursts out laughing but the beast doesn’t say anything. I kind of think it’s funny as hell. “I actually like it, or maybe we could go with Midnight Blue” She says after a while “You do realize I was joking right?” “Yes, but it’s actually a good name. I like Midnight cause it complements the color of my fur, while Sky is short and simple to say”

‘Here, kitty kitty. The little creature butted its head against my fingers, purring like a miniature engine. ‘He still needs a name,’ Lochlan said, crouching beside me, his shoulder brushing mine. ‘You should choose one.’ I considered the fluffy body, the round belly, the general air of edible softness. ‘He’s all plump and doughy, with that little white tummy… Let’s call him Custard. Like a custard bun.’ Lochlan was silent for a long moment.

Then again, she only had about ten total. "We Scots call her Nessie." She smiled and sipped her cocoa. "That's right. Cattenach's a Scottish name." Grunting, he claimed the seat on the other side of the couch, giving her a wide berth. "Makes sense with your coloring." Bones curled up on the rug in front of a coffee table and promptly closed his eyes. Smart dog. Which reminded him... "What kept you awake? Talking it out will help." He crossed his arms, wondering how many branches of the crazy tree he'd smacked his head on when he'd fallen. He'd typically take a second coming of the bubonic plague over conversation.