I have named a few pets fairly quickly just observing.
Pal - a male cat
Sneak - another male cat
Miss Priss - a female Persian
Dolly- a diminutive 8 lb. female Himalayan Persian
Hawk - a nearly blind Lhasa Apso at a young age that finally did go almost totally blind.
Sparky - a Dalmatian (that should be obvious as it was silly). I did not name him.
Currently I have Marc Cross because as a rescue cat he was kinda mean. He came at 14 and took 2 years to purr. Now 21 and not doing very well. Mellowest cat ever; he's a cat and takes his time to be distant and then switches and looks me in the eye and talks to me. He can tell me things are not right when it is so. I find the issue while listening and talking back.
Actually I did not name him, just added the "Cross" part. He's just Marc.
I had a Cockatiel way back name Aussie, another no brainer.
My first dog was a full breed Beagle registered as "Chanter of Rolling Hills." Rather than the runt of the litter, he was the giant. He was nothing but a barking run away type. I attribute that to my POS parents and how they poorly kept a dog. It wasn't my say at the time and too young and stupid to see the problem.
In another life, my first marriage that ended 45 years ago, I had Topsy and Turvey. possibly brother and sister cats. Turvey, the male was one bubble off plumb. I watched him one day catch a dove. He had the dove under his paws and stopped to consider the situation. He lifted one or both his paws and the unharmed bird took off. I watched him jump fruitlessly up in the air trying to clench the upward bound bird and coming back to earth with some feathers between his toes. In those days we declawed cats because we were young and stupid. I'm still laughing when I remember. You know the look that you can't see on a cat's face actually looked so bewildering that I have that framed in my mind forever.
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