Rocket’s Name(s)


My dear friend Jessica Bakkers did a very sweet post sometime back about her beloved dogs and all of the sweet nicknames she had for them.  This got me thinking about all of the different nicknames I have for my furkid, Rocket.  

First of all, his “official” name is Rocket Ralph Wilson.  He came by Rocket because when he gets excited, he gets the “zoomies” and he runs like hell, taking off like a rocket!  You would never know that this tiny dog could move so fast.  His middle name, Ralph, is the Last Name of his first Mommie before he became my furkid.  Of course, Wilson is because my last name is Wilson.

 

The nicknames.  Let’s start with the ones that have to do with “Rocket”.  There’s Rocket Man, Sprocket Rocket and Pocket Rocket.  Then there are the ones that are not as obvious.  Buddy, Baby, Baby Boo, Boo Boo and just Boo.  Then I really get carried away and will call him Babaloo or Babaloo Baby Boo, or Boogaloo and Boogaloo Baby Boo.  Crazy, right?  🙂

 

I will often call him by his “personality” names, like Sweet Boy and Sweet Baby.

Then there are the ones that refer to his personal appearance.  Big Boy, Little Boy, Little Man and lately, because of the white in his hair,  Little ‘Ole Man.

 

This is gonna sound weird.  When he lays on his stomach and puts his back feet behind him, it seems to create an extra bit of fat around his butt.  So at times, I call him Mr. Squishy Butt.

This little guy, at only 5 lbs, has made a HUGE difference in my life and has a HUGE place in my heart.  No matter what I call him, he is such a love in my life and it would be an empty place without him.

Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson

 

What’s In A Name?


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Here a Penny, there a Penny…..

I was born with the name of Penny Nichols.  Not an easy name to live up to.  When I was in my teens and 20’s, I went by “Six Cents”.

The name Penny (NOT Penelope) was hard enough.  I heard all the usual taunts as a kid.  Henny Penny, Bad Penny.  My brothers bastardized the name Penelope and called me that, making the “o” long and the last “e” silent.  I hated it.  Then there was that stupid cartoon on when I was a kid called “Penelope PitStop”.  Kids called me that sometimes too.

Then there are those that try to be cute.  “A Penny for your thoughts!”  or “Penny’s from heaven!”

I always wanted to be called something pretty; something exotic.  I tried for a long time to get my childhood friends to call me Eva.  But it didn’t stick.

I had enough things to deal with as a kid.  I had a big chip out of one of my front teeth, which caused me to look like I had a huge gap there.  I had (have) crazy curly/frizzy hair that I could never control.  My mom was a single mother for most of my childhood.  So money was hard to come by.  I wore hand me down clothes (with 3 brothers!) or 2nd hand clothes.  They were clean, but never new.

I never got to BUY my lunch, like the cool kids did.  I took my lunch in a brown paper sack.

I found out as an adult how I got the name Penny.  I always thought it was because my fathers’ name was Nichols, I was his “little Penny”.  Apparently I was very small, only about 4 lbs. when I was born.

I got the name Penny because my 2 older brothers thought it would be great fun to have a sister named Penny Nichols.

Thanks guys….

Needless to say, I hated my name growing up.

I did meet one other Penny Nichols when I was a kid.  I was in the 3rd grade.  Her name was really Penelope and her last name was spelled differently.  BUT she was a Penny Nichols!

I occasionally look up the meaning of my name.  Most of the time I can’t find it.  What I usually find is Penelope.  But I am not a Penelope, I am a Penny!

A few of the meanings I have found are “Web over her face”.  What the… ?  Or “bobbin”.   Uh…ok.  Or “a coin”.  Duh!

The name Penelope has meanings like “weaver” and “dream weaver”.   Which makes more sense than bobbin!!

My mother wanted to name me Rose Marie.  There was a popular song at the time by the same name.  But my dear brothers would have none of it!

Now as an adult, I like my name.  It’s different.  You don’t hear it all the time.  My last name has changed, so I am no longer Nichols.  I can’t imagine being called anything other than Penny now.  I have a few friends that have shortened my name to Pen, as a nick name and that’s ok.

I have grown into my name over the years.  It’s who I am.

Now, my last name…. Wait.  That may be too much for you to handle in one sitting.  I think I will leave that for another time.