|Our relationship got off to a great start.
remember how I got the two cats home from the show in one carrier!
I must have had Bo in my lap for some portion of the hour-long drive.
That wasnt unusual; Bo rode home from his breeder in New York
that way and I had a harness and leash for him as part of my show
supplies. Maybe I carried Bo inside and my MOM ran the carrier past
my dad and straight upstairs. I went downstairs to retrieve and
clean up a cage for her while my mom and I guess my now-suspicious
dad, let her out of the carrier in the spare room.
The first thing she did was hide! We all panicked and I thought
for sure I had made a huge mistake bringing this cat home. But what
could I do about it? Her breeders were well on their way back to
Canada! We searched all over that room and even the hallways, thinking
she might have run downstairs after me. No Gigi! There was a daybed
in that room and after several minutes we found the little darling
hiding on the bottom mattress!
It turned out that was a minor setback. She didnt have much
trouble settling in at all. The other cats didnt even give
her much grief. I guess after Ab and then Bo, they figured, whats
A Rose By Any Other Name...
I decided early on not to change her callname because Gigi
fit her to a T. I had a list of prospective cat names, song titles
mostly, and the one I thought fit with Gigi was Grand Illusion.
But with her prefix and my suffix, the name was too long, and a
friend said, Dont name her that, in case she doesnt
grand! After exhausting most of the pink song
titles I could think of, and pink liquor and wine names, and even
pink flower names to go with Nenuphar (an Egyptian word for water
lily) I grabbed a handful of CDs and started reading the track
listings in search of inspiration. Finally it hit, almost a whole
day after she arrived
Eglantine (Rosa Eglanteria)
Eglantine! It was on a Styx CD I almost didnt look at because
I figured I knew it had no potential names on it, but as I stared
at the words, The Grove of Eglantine, a light bulb went
on and I remembered reading somewhere that Eglantine was a flower.
I reached for the nearest dictionary, looked it up, and to my delight
it proved me right. It was French, it was a flower, it was pink,
it was just the right number of letters, it was a Styx song, IT