As I stated in a previous post, I want to finally complete a story that I’ve been puttering with for a few months…well, maybe longer than that if I trace it back to its origin. Anyhow, this Season of Story is the perfect moment to kickstart my story into becoming a real boy — er, cat. So I thought I’d introduce one of the main characters.

 

Does this character have a name? Not formally. She’s been Purple Kitty so far, but that’s cumbersome. So I reached out online and people had some really great suggestions. I’d love to hear if any of these grab you:

Ruthie

Plum

Luenda (submitted by a lovely little sweetie who is like 5 years old)

Thistle

Iris

Lavender

Maeve

Periwinkle (which could be a copyright problem (ha!) because of the old Blue’s Clue’s dog)

Jaspar

Peggy

Prince (hard to resist this one)

Molly

Violet

Callie (another submission by an adorable young friend)

Raisin

Lilly (which would end up as “Wiwwy” if pronounced by any young readers…which could be part of the fun?)

If you can believe it, this list is not even exhaustive! There were even more suggestions, which absolutely makes my day.

Because I know that in my own household, our animals rarely have just ONE name, I’ve decided to go with a very highfalutin name, one in the tradition of aristocrats around the world, one that includes basically all the names your parents either had to include or liked and couldn’t decide about. For our rough draft, I think we should go with this name but I reserve the right to revisit this decision later:

Prince Ruthie Raisin Callie Olivia Violet Luenda Iris Periwinkle

She’ll go by Ruthie Raisin or Ruthie for short. And she might be a he. But either way the first name (or is it a title?) is Prince.

Now that we’ve met Ruthie Raisin, I need to go finish up the other main character, Jewel.

Jewel and Ruthie Raisin love the Fair, and the merry go round is one of their favorite rides. Jewel loves getting that crazy Fair Hair done, the kind where they put your hair in two big pigtail puffs like cotton candy and then spray it with color and glitter that stains your pillowcase and gets in your carpet for the rest of the summer.

Yeah, she loves that.

And of course that’s not even getting into all the yummy Fair foods, like mini donuts, buckets filled to the brim with chocolate chip cookies that you then haul over to the milk barn for all-you-can-drink milk, before or after you find that one place at the Fair that has the footlong pronto pups. You come home sweaty, cranky, sticky, exhausted, and oh so happy.

But this year it might not be quite like that for Jewel. Some big changes are coming her way. So come back soon and I’ll introduce you to her and tell you more of her story. You could subscribe and then any new posts would come straight to your inbox. Wouldn’t that be handy?