Shortly after I adopted my beloved Flatbush, I began crooning to him. Usually I'd sing to him when we were heading to the vet, but I then began to sing to him more often. Usually it was just random silliness. Eventually, however, I realized that the first lines of the Beatles song, "Blackbird" scanned really well for a typical Flatbush behavior.
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Spanky the Cat
The really really fat cat....
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Never been known to chase a rat
That's just Spanky
The really fat cat
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Yes you are,
Yes you are!
You can thank me for the earworm later. After I've absconded to the Outer Magellanic Cloud.
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Nevermind all the feeding song adaptations. So many, ranging from Mozart to Rush.
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Though for Spanky, I think perhaps something to the tune of "Davy Crockett":
Spanky! Spanky-Doodle!
King of the Cranky Cats!
(naturally I can't remember the rest of the tune...)
Or possibly to "Ricky":
O Spanky, you're so fine
You're cranky, cranky all the time!
Hey Spanky! Hey Spanky!
Hey Spanky, you're all mine
You shed upon me all the time!
Hey Spanky, Hey Spanky!
O Spanky, you're so pudgy,
But you're my special boy
You know you own my heart
but you treat it like a toy
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And that's where I lose it.
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As for your last remark, well, yes, but you excel at stating the obvious. ;-)
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Good gods.
Funny, and thanks, I think. :)
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But I like the idea of using Mandy. Oh Spanky, you came and you ate without ceasing, and you snuggled away...
PS I totally do this, as well as make up randome weird nicknames for my pets. It's amazing any of them knew their real names.
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Thank God someone else does this - it makes me feel marginally less weird. Sid is known sometimes as 'Id,' as he is probably mine, and occasionally as 'Kidney.' My partner always refers to him as 'Posh Sidney' - I don't know why.
Don't do songs, though, but since I am spectacularly lacking in musical ability, it's probably a good thing.
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