Weird Pet Names Novels & Stories

After an unsuccessful day of calls to almost everyone in her whole town, Atzi sat and contemplated the Husky's new name. She was at a loss for words when it came to a good pet nameas he was her very first one to have. She eventually settled with the name Demon because of the mean look he was currently giving her from rattling off various names. Motus only gave a disgruntled grunting huff as her name choice.

he said popping the p, I scoffed audibly "And stop calling me weird names" I spoke irritatingly "What weird names?" He asked in confusion "I don't know how to pronounce them, bambi-na? And mia- kara? I don't know!" I snapped at him He only gave me a chuckle in return "Are you laughing at me?" I asked him with squinted eyes. "No, they are not weird names. They are just your nicknames that only I can call" he shook his head sideways with a huge grin.

She got up and checked the puppies herself. "You got two boys? Awww." Danielle said and I chuckled. "I picked the chunky ones." I said and she rolled her eyes. She hugged the both of them. "Let's have dinner and go to the pet&co. We have to buy them beds, dog foods, toys and.. hmmm.. what else?" I kissed her cheek as I grabbed one from her. "Calm down.." "Look at him!" "You should pick a name for them?" I said. "Hmmm.. I want it to be a cute name. I want to name them Tater and Tots because they look like potatoes." She said.

The wolf just huffs again and I roll my eyes. "Midnight?" I shake my head as I never receive a response. "What about some funky names? Maybe I'll put my own twist in between," I speak out loud and Python is looking for attention, scratching my arms. "Bolt. Wolf. Rhino. Alpha," he lifts his head, now I at least have his attention.

Andrew laughed as she said it. "Yes, I am aware. This family is full of weird individuals." "So, how about you? Have you ever had a pet?" She enquired. "Yes, I own one. I recently acquired a pet." He cocked his head and grinned. " What is his name?! " She enquired. "It's a female, not a male. Miranda's name is Miranda, but I refer to her as my cupcake "he added, a wicked grin on his face. Her cheeks flushed. He was referring to her as his pet.

I panted out breathlessly in between my peals of laughter. “Damn !” Dre groaned while rolling back to face me. “Me - fucking - too, Simz,” he concurred and I suddenly sobered up. Simz ? How did he know my household pet name ? Only my dear and near ones knew about it and used it. Is this nickname so natural for everyone to come up with ? I don’t think so ! That is a lot fucking strange. “Sammy” or “Sam” would have been acceptable as they were common.

A tear escaped my eyes at her consoling words. She was right, my parents were rooting for me and I couldn't disappoint them. "One more thing, rejection is a key to redirection." I nodded, feeling better than u did before And then, as I began to calm down, she asked me about my pet, lightening up my mood. "So, how is Hua? I still don't get why you will give him a weird name like that," she asked about my pet, a Chihuahua, grumbling. I couldn't help but let out a laugh, despite the pain and turmoil I was feeling. "That was the only name I could come up with," I said, my voice still shaking a little. "And it's the most beautiful name I've ever heard."

Brice said. My eyebrows shot up to the back of my head. “Say what, now?” I asked, looking around at the others to see if they were as shocked as I was to hear such an unusual name. I immediately thought of Edward Chicken, the only other person I could think of who had a humorous and strange name. Some bird names were just more acceptable as last names than others. Hawk. Finch. Even Crowe. But Flamingo? And to make it worse, her name was Fionna Flamingo. She sounded like a cartoon character.

“Of course you do.” He pulled out his phone and started scrolling. “Okay, so some traditional werewolf names: Fenrir, Lyall, Ulric—” “We're not naming our baby Fenrir.” “What about Moonbeam?” I threw a pillow at his face. “Absolutely not.” “Moonlight? Luna—wait, that might be confusing.” He dodged another pillow. “Okay, okay. What about normal names?” We spent an hour going through possibilities, laughing at ridiculous suggestions and debating serious ones. Christian wanted to use the name—Richard—if we had a boy. I liked names from my favorite books.

I asked Luka. “It already has a name.” Looking up, I saw he was right, there was a little tag above our pet’s head, that said, Hope. I felt like it was the perfect pet name for Luka and me. There was a lot of hope riding on everything. It was fitting given the circumstances. “It is cute. Hope, I love it.” Holding Hope out in front of me, I thought she was adorable and sweet.