Fufu be thy name

Fufu was supposed to be just a placeholder name, something to call Someone Else’s Cat until we found her owners and returned her to them. Since we decided to keep her, we’ve been batting around the idea of a real, proper name for her. I favored Theresa, because we could use the Bavarian short form, “Resi,” which is how a Bavarian summons a waitress in a pub, and may be part of why other Germans think Bavarians are nothing but stupid peasants with more money than they deserve. Or maybe Katharine, because there’s a song by Steinwolke which contains the line “Katharine, Katharine, what’s wrong with you?” (in German, of course). Also because we could call her Katti, a cheesy joke stolen whole from my former neighbor CJ. The Sniglet favored Maria, because he can spell it.

Anyhoo, today on the way to soccer, the Sniglet announced that her name should just be Fufu. “Because she’s a Fuffle. Because she’s floofy. Because she’s soft, like a marshmallow with hairs.”

So. Who can argue with that logic? Fufu it is.

Song du jour of the day: the Steinwolke thing, because I don’t think there are any songs called “Fufu, Fufu.” Though there really should be.

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