What's in a name?

"That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."

I don't think anybody's reading the girls' blog. Maybe if there was more....adult...content, people might be interested. I mean, probably nobody besides me cares that even though she wasn't in Lititz last weekend, Maddie didn't lose her place in the region, or that the cat known as UBN WAS in Lititz so is now 12th and only 17 points behind her. Maddie is 9th, and she needs to get to more shows. That's all there is to it.

Been having an E-mail dialog with a man named Bob, who had a Somali names Ramses, to whom he was totally devoted. Ramses passed away about a year and a half ago, maybe? so Bob is Somaliless, but in his love for the breed, he has taken on the task of creating a large breed booth which will be displayed at the bigger CFA shows. He's making huge posters for the back of the thing, of all candid images of Somalis being silly. He sought me out because he was short on images of blues.

The conversation rolled around to Maddie's un-Photoshopped green eyes.

"I'm flashing on an old popular song, where there's a line: 'Gwenevere had green eyes'... That goes back to the British Arthurian legend..."

He continued, "Eglantine goes back to Chaucer's Canturbury Tales, but I know that wasn't where you got the name (rather from some popular music! :-) "

Eglantine...Chaucer.....how did I not KNOW this? How in the world did I escape Mrs. DiJoseph's English class without that bit of wisdom? How did that never come up in conversation with the intellectual "signifcant others" of some relatives? Clearly, I am not smarter than a 12th grader!

So now, here I sit, with no wine, all alone, face to face with the stark reality of having unwittingly saddled a pink princess cat with a name Chaucer felt befitted....

A NUN!!! Madame Eglantine was the Prioress, and I remember reading part of her tale in the aforementioned English class! UGH!!! She must have been sort of anti-nun really, faking propriety and speaking bad French, and seemingly eschewing all kinds of nunly beliefs. In a way I guess it's funny that Chaucer named his nun after a French wildflower.

So, what's in a name? Gigi by any other name would be as pink.

But, a nun? Seriously? Sister Gigi?