I've been watching mom and dad get all silly about figuring out the right name for Mr. B. I'm not too sure what to think since they had an interesting time naming me. My mom initially started calling me Frances....do I look like a Frances to you? I did my best to ignore her and turn my head every time she said the name. She got the drift but still didn't know what else to call me.
BJ" or "Mr. B"...same blank stares as when I was called Frances. He does the slow blink when they say "Nigel" or "Sebastian". Be sure to purr a bit for him since he's going in for his hoo-ha-ectomy today.
PS....I love my name.