you agonise over the right name and then realise months later....

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They are actually called something else.

It's happened with all my cats apart from my first - the late, great Bertie.

So my current cats 'real' names are: William, ( extrovert black boy ) Dora, ( dainty princess blacky browny half Burmese) Susie, ( feisty disabled tor tie and white) and Oliver Rabbit.( gentle elderly tabby failed foster cat.

Why does this happen? What are your cats' other names?

The cat I owned as a teenager arrived as a four week old black kitten. Officially named Asterix but he liked to lie on the rug looking like a tiny black ink blot - whereupon everyone greeted him as 'hello Blot'.

Blot stuck. As he got bigger and the psychopathic tendencies emerged it acquired an extra T and we pretended he was called after Blott on the Landscape.

Pickle.
PickleKitten. Little Kitten, Tiny Baby Cat etc (he weighs over 12lb).
PickyWoo. PickyWickyWooWoo. Mr Woo.
PicklePants. Mr Pickle.
El Gato Estupido.

Sausage.
M. Le Saus.
Saussles.
SausageSocks.
Sausslington. Sausslington Saussles the Second (there was never a First).
Similar array of Baby Kitten etc references to his brother (he is also >12lb).
BulimiCat (he's a vommer). Mr Puketastic.
Inspector Sausage of the Yard.