On another train of thought, the cat hasn't been around since Sunday. Somehow I miss his grouchy little self (even though he does look quite innocent when he's snoozing). Hopefully he's alright and hasn't been devoured by one of the neighbour's dogs or something like that.
Which does imply I've developed some sort of cat-care instincts about the little devilkitty. And I'm not even a cat person.
Mum was suggesting some potential names for him tonight, including Ashurbanapal and Azrael - something regal to suit an equal parts evil-looking and beautiful animal. If I thought the cat would want a second name (or third or fourth or fifth, depending on how many houses he takes himself around to), I think Azrael would be the winner.
It'd suit him almost too well...
Plus, Ahurbanapal's too long and Satan would be too obvious and probably be a little strange to be calling down the yard to attract the cat's attention.
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GO THE SMURFS!!!
Call him Azrael, it is a perfect name.
While you are at it paint your self blue and put on a white hate and dress and call yourself Smurfette.
Better yet ad blue food colouring to white chocolate and paint yourself with that, if he really is a wiccan in disguise I bet he can't resist transforming back and tasting you.
Actually, I was thinking more along the lines of Dogma. And also the whole angel of death thing.
Rather than little blue objects with an irritatingly catchy theme-tune...
Aww come on you know you love the smurfes!
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An think of all the fun you could have with blue chocolate body painting.
One of my friends had an ex-bomb squad dog named satan. it was weird chasing it through the park yelling satan, but also a good conversation starter.
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