What's In A Name~Bubbles

Bubbles, now I ask you is that any name to give a kittie?!

Before I tell you my name story I want to thank Oui Oui and Abbi Leala for hosting this fun event.

First photo of dad and me

7 July 2009

Many of you know the story of how I wormed, I mean found my new family way back in the summer of 2009. Me being a starving kittie I hear a big party going on so I followed the noise and not only did I get some food but the bestest of the best folks ever. Well the name I am not so sure of. I haven't ever told anyone what my first name was . . . it was Bubbles . . . horrible I say . . . we cannot blame the folks for that one . . . actually it was the mom who renamed me Gracie . . . here is my story . . .

First photo of mom and me

7 July 2009

. . . you see the mom had her heart broken many times by getting attached to outdoor kitties. She would feed them and play with them, I believe there were four in all, at different times. She would love going outside and having them come up her and they would spend time together. Then sooner or later they would stop coming. She would know that something had happened to them and be very sad and cry a lot. She decided no more outdoor kitties would break her heart. Well, the day I found them she told the dad that she wanted no more outside kitties and to just ignore me, can you believe that?! She refused to even look at me!!!! OK, here is where the name was given to me. You see the grandbean was visiting that day, she was only three years old, and figured out right away that her grandma didn't want the kittie around. The grandbean had some bubbles that she was playing outside with so when I was standing by her she poured some of the bubbles on me thinking I would run away. I hold her no ill will for doing that because someone said hey your kittie's name is Bubbles. I figured if someone gave me a name then this deal could be closed sometime today and I would have a forever home. My future mom still refused to look at me though she did wipe the wet bubbles off of my backside which I so appreciated.

I worked my charm and the next thing I knew the future dad had given me some food. Before I could get the last bite down the future mom was holding and loving on me. She told the dad that since he fed me I was know her kittie. Music to my hears. Now back to the name . . . which stuck with me for awhile.

. . . I was kept outside most of the time and when mom would put me outside she would take me over to dad and say "Say goodnight Gracie." That is from the old Burns & Allen Show from a zillions years ago. The grandbean was wanting to keep the name Bubbles so mom said that could be my middle name. So really I am Gracie Bubbles Abbott. Mom told me she likes the name Gracie better than Bubbles. She said I sounded like a stripper with a name like bubbles, not sure what a stripper is though.

So that is how I got my name.

ps: I have other names too. They are Graciers, Honey, Sweetie, Kit Kit, Girl, Get Down, and Don't Bite.