cats

Yes, he knows his name and he comes running.

He also knows the dogs name, and the dog knows his name. Can't possibly miss out on any treats the other one might be getting.

Cheddar Biscuit has a lot of nicknames. Mr Biscuit. Lord Cheddington von Biscuit shorts. Little Baby Biscuit Boy. Master Biscuits. Cheds. Little Lad. Just a guy. Simply a fella.

We have options :3

I call my cat by his name (and sing songs with his name substituted into the lyrics) all the time.

He’s deaf.

I usually call him by criminal terms. Gangster, crook, thief, robber, vandal and such.

Absolutely, among other names. She's usually Margot, sometimes Meemers, Marmar, or Margalos, and sometimes she's Stop Screaming.

Miso gets called 'Miso', but also 'Mimis', 'Mrs. So', 'Jennifer Mimiston', 'Miso the Lioma', and 'Mi'.

Mittens certainly thinks her name is "Pss pss pss"

When she's in trouble. So most of the time. Otherwise instead of Moonbeam it's missy-moo, cat, moo-moo, missy, miss kitty, or monster.

Only Elliot because he knows his name and runs over when you call him. Sometimes he goes by "not my cat" when I'm looking for my cat and he shows up. (He is my partner's cat)

Sully knows her name but dgaf and only reacts when she's in trouble and I bring out the big guns (Sullivan). She's usually just "my little girl" or "my little angel" otherwise.

No I don't have a favourite why do you ask

Yes, all the time. One reacts to it like a dog would react to their name, and will even move toward you to see why they were called. The other one never really reacts different, just facing them and making a noise gives the same reaction., name or no name.

I frequently add 'cat' to the name, so Zola becomes Zolacat, Dora is DoraCat and Bella is BellaCat or the BellaMonster

I call my cat by his name, "buddy", or just "cat" sometimes.

Never "my son"
Ever

My cat is named Loki, and it suits him perfectly cause he's a bit of a fuckhead🤣

He only answers to "Mr. Kitty," and you have to say it like "Meeewster Kitty" or he will completely ignore you.

I call the cat that shits on my floors any of the below

• you fat bitch
• shitnugget
• mcshits
• turd factory
• Darth Tater
• lump
• useless lump
• dumbass
• fuzzy bitch
• quazishitsomuch
• turdfuckin
• princess shits-alot
• hello shitty

Kahn gets boy cat, Kahn coy Kahn, and kitten

Minh gets kitten and spiteful bitch. She hates everyone and makes sure that dogs and cats alike always have food and water with her judgmental Meow and death stare. Don’t you dare touch her though.

When we had several, I tended to use the name only to distinguish them; otherwise, they were all simply "cat".

Yes, I absolutely do address her by her proper name, but only when I’m addressing her in song.

One of mine is officially Sparkles, but he get called Floofy Doofkins, Sparkle Bear, Spark, Lazy Lion, Lounging Lion, Shitty Kitty, and Pretty Kitty.

He knows all of them.

His sister is Ember, but we call her Tiny Tiger too. She responds to neither 😂

Booker gets yelled at a lot so he very much knows his name well. He also knows Book or BookBookBookBook.

Hollow on the other hand does get called by his name, but he couldn't care less. They both do get called several nicknames as well.

Yes. All the time. She doesn't care but I still call her.

Yes, having multiple cats, they clearly understand their name.

well yes but she's also mommy's good girl and also mommy's happy cat

I'm not good with nicknames. I call mine either "boy," "my boy," "squishy," "swishy," "lovey." My wife calls him "perfect angel baby." She's better at nicknames than I am. 🙂

Sometimes, but usually I have nickmames for them, so Maggie is Maggs, Maggles, Magalicious, Maggalopolis, Maggapotamous, and my favorite name for her, Mama Bear.

100% I also have a lot of nicknames for the lil bastard.

Monty is “the boy”, “little man”, or “mun bruv”.

Okie is “little miss”.

I call mine 貓貓 (maau¹ maau¹)

They only get called by their names when they're in trouble. Otherwise Laszlo becomes "Zozo" (sometimes "Cinnamon Bear") and Pica becomes "Lala" (sometimes "Fluffy Ninja").

My cat’s name is Spooky, but he gets called Spucky, Sporky, and Scoopy, all originally mispronunciations of his name that we found amusing. We also call him Cat, Mr. Cat, Kitty, Mr. Kitty, and occasionally Feline.

I usually just shonen anime fight scene scream 'caaaAAAaaat' from accross the room to get their attention.

Lubochka / Lulu / Bochka / Bobo / Booboo / Baby / BB

I don't think I've ever called a cat by its name. Depending on what they're doing it's either "hey", "pspsps", or snapping fingers. I don't think the cats care either. But names are useful when talking to other humans like "Muffin picked a fight with Potato yesterday. Potato won"

Nope. I rarely call Trouble by her full name but Princess Peanut Trouble Sparkle knows when she fucked up. Her sister has a name but shows up to "Honey". Their older brother has only ever used "Dmitri" at the vet and is "hey old man" at home.

I have "fat fuck" and "sheit for brains". Love them to bits.

We have two cat, both female, and neither goes by their registered name.

One was mine from before I moved in with my partner. Her actual name is masculine and uncapitalized. But we only use that name for vet visits, and to differentiate her from our other cat. Otherwise, she is just Kitty, or "Wow," after the sound she typically makes.

The other cat we adopted together, and has a female name that is properly capitalized. We normally call her one of dozens of nicknames, though most of those are derived from her name and not just random terms of endearment.

Yes, and they both know their names and come when called. If they feel like it or are hungry.

Sometimes. Other times just called him by nicknames like mate or dickhead. Depending on what he did.

I lived with a cat, her name was Lilith. I just called her “cat” or “kitty, meoooowwww” and she came to those.

My cats name is Chanelle, but I rarely call her that. Her nickname is kitty cat ribs the 2nd, but I usually call her either kitty or ribs. Back story behind the nickname is my best friend had a cat when we were kids, and when he'd annoy him he'd threaten to cook him up like a rack of baby back ribs, so we started calling him kitty cat ribs.