Weird Pet Names Novels & Stories

My unrestrained tendencies persisted, and to my surprise, she seemed to handle them well, perhaps even enjoying them. Recalling the dinner with her parents, I struggled to maintain composure. It struck me that both her father and mother referred to her as Princess, a term I also used, though it felt peculiar. I knew I needed to come up with a more fitting pet name that encapsulated my feelings for her. It didn't take long to realise I had the perfect one—she was my light in the darkness, after all.

I said, then glared at Reid when he tried not to laugh. "Reid!" I said. "Sorry, all right. Well what's his name?" "Mutt, what's your name?" "Wolf." "I know you're a wolf, what's your name?" "Wolf." "And you call me the dumb one. No, I'm not asking what you are, what is your fucking name?" "No, you're the dumb one, I'm answering you idiot. My name is Wolf, W O L F F!... With two f's!"

He immediately started licking my face. “What should we name him?” Sienna asked, already scratching behind the puppy’s ears. “We need something strong,” River said. “Something that sounds like a guard dog. Brutus? Thor?” “Those are terrible,” Sienna objected. “What about something farm-related? Shepherd? Ranger?” “Ranger’s not bad—” “What about Clover?” Rain suggested. “Or Barley?” They kept tossing names back and forth while I held the puppy close and felt something warm and messy twist tighter in my chest.

It turned out they had a great aunt named Gertrude, and she wasn't the nicest person. Jamie was all for the name, though. "I like Gert. She'll be kick-ass like the one in Marvel's Runaways!" "What's that?" Amber asked. "Is it like another Thor movie I missed?" "No!" Jamie was affronted by their ignorance. He pulled up a chair and schooled his sisters on a TV series neither knew existed. "She had a dinosaur for a pet! How freaking cool is that? It doesn't get any more badass than a pet dinosaur!"

He towered over me and he has this midnight dark fur and bright yellow eyes and sharp teeth. "Don't worry, I won't give you some tacky ugly mediocre name," I told him, smiling at him and feeling like I've found so much more than just a pet, "I'll give you a cool name, like..." I thought really hard, "how do you like, midnight?" I asked him, waiting to see what he would do, "because you have dark fur, as dark as the night," I paused to see what he'd do. "If you like a name, wag your tail, if you don't like it, just sit still. If you sit still throughout I'll just decide on one," I told him, somehow feeling like he really could understand me.

Vincent asks, breaking the comfortable silence. I think about it for a moment. "I was thinking something cute, like Max." Vincent chuckles. "Max? That's a strong name for such a little guy. How about something more unique, like Gizmo?" "Gizmo?" I repeat, raising an eyebrow. "He doesn't look like a Gizmo to me." "Alright, what about Sparky?" Vincent suggests, glancing over with a grin. I roll my eyes playfully. "No." "You are being difficult, Mrs. Sterling," Vincent teases me.

“Like Fluffy? Absolutely not. Our pup needs a commanding name. Something that makes people pause. Alpha material.” “You know we don’t even know if the baby’s gonna be an alpha, right?” “Details!” he said, waving it off. “Okay, first up—Ronan Dunham. Powerful, right?” I tilted my head. “Kind of sounds like Roman.” “But this has bite! Ronan Dunham. Strong. Fearless. A warrior’s name.” “It’s not bad.” Levi practically glowed. “Okay, how about Fenrir?” “You want to name our baby after a wolf destined to eat the gods?”

“Patience, Piglet. I’ll give it to you once I’m done. Just keep walking.” The Treasure-hunting Pig huffed. “Who are you calling Piglet? That sounds ridiculous.” “So let’s just call you Peppa Pig then.” “Urgh, that’s such a bad name. Are you brain dead to have come up with a name like that?” The pig demon huffed once more. “Okay then, I’ll give you a unique and impeccable name, Pigsy!” This time, the pig demon stopped talking. It felt that the name was quite suitable for his status, and it sounded rather cool as well. It liked the name a lot since it fit its criteria, a smile plastered across its face as its eyes curved up into a fine line.

she muttered skeptically to the critter, who just chittered happily in response, patting the squirming babies in Cherryl's lap with its little hand-paws and nuzzling her leg. "Well, ok then," she said with a bemused shake of her head, "Maybe you're somebody's pet? Or maybe you're an alien animal on an alien planet and I have no way to comprehend your behavior," she said wryly. "I guess if we're going to be friends, you're going to need a name." Cherryl started spouting off random names until she found one that fit. She wanted to give it a demon name since it was a demon, and she had almost settled on Luna when she thought of one that made her snicker.

“Why don't you bless me with a pet name instead of addressing me by my name every time?” “Really?” Candice chuckled. “You want a pet name? Like what?” “I don't know. Just anything nice you can think of.” Putting a finger on her chin, Candice gave it some thought before saying, “Um, how 'bout Chinchilla?” “God forbid.” Titus snapped his fingers over his head for emphasis. “Give me a better one, baby.” “Sunflower?” “No, it sounds girlish. Try again.” “Tootsy-wootsy?”