A snippet of real life from way, way back. The Greg in this little story is now nearly forty years old! And the story's not precisely true. Rejecting the Family Cat Name, my daughter, Rebecca, insisted on calling her grey cat 'Ashleigh' which I thought rather pretentious. Pookie is a great name for a cat, and when Sat is added it sounds quite nobly Asian!
(See Clickpicks for an historic etching of a cat.)
TODDLER TRANSLATION
TODDLER TRANSLATION
(OR CHRISTENING THE CAT)
When Greg was three
He said to me
'I want a pookiesat'
I scratched my head
At what he'd said.
What was he getting at?
I'd never heard
This funny word
But he knew what he meant.
I fetched a book
So we could look
And find out his intent.
For quite an age
We turned each page
Then he shouted 'Pookiesat!'
Without a doubt
He'd pointed out
A little Pussy Cat!
And so the name
Has been the same
For every cat we've owned.
We've turned down flat
All names but that
'Pookie's' never been dethroned.
He said to me
'I want a pookiesat'
I scratched my head
At what he'd said.
What was he getting at?
I'd never heard
This funny word
But he knew what he meant.
I fetched a book
So we could look
And find out his intent.
For quite an age
We turned each page
Then he shouted 'Pookiesat!'
Without a doubt
He'd pointed out
A little Pussy Cat!
And so the name
Has been the same
For every cat we've owned.
We've turned down flat
All names but that
'Pookie's' never been dethroned.
