I realized while listening to one of my children the other day……That the tone and language we use to talk to our animals can be interesting if not insane.  We have two dogs named Clem and Annie and a cat named Lucy.  Within days of their arrivals, they quickly became Noony, Nanners and B.  Who is who you say?  Lucy the cat’s name morphed into Noony early in the game and is usually spoken in the highest note you can muster.  Annie=Nanners or Anner bananers and Clem is simply “B”….He is a “B”oy after all. 

Now, I know our family isn’t alone in all this crazy talk to our animals.  The whole episode made me look more closely at my childhood and the names our pets had to put up with.  Licorice and Peanut, the poor saps, became licki and Pean and were only spoken to in nearly unintelligible, high pitched sounds.  We must have thought cats could only hear high notes.  There was Yawthy Kitty (no one knows why) and Barney the dog.  Barney had such a dull wit, we left his name alone. 

 What strange creations have you made of your pet’s names? 

Been a while, I know.  Much like the Alaskan Brown Bear, the weather pushed me into a deep hibernation that could only be interrupted by a 95 degree weekend in Moses Lake……Done! 

 Got yer concert tickets yet?  I’m personally signed up for Tom Petty/Steve Winwood at the Gorge and Steely Dan at the St. Michelle Winery so far.  Anyone laying down the big cash to see the Police?  I wanted to take the kids to see Jack Johnson, but I’ll be at the Oregon coast.

Got the Volkswagen Bus out for the first camp of the season.  All systems go! 

Rock on,

 Greg