Hi ya, everyone! It’s Monday so you know what that means—it’s time for another edition of Max Monday. Now I might be biased but I am pretty sure that I am one of the coolest cats, EVER! And because I am so cool, Mama has given me a ton of nicknames. I bet you have given your kitty (or doggie) plenty of nicknames too. It’s just how we animals roll.
The Many Names of Max
When I first adopted Mama she always sang songs about me, which was pretty cool. She may never win a Grammy, but not every kitty has songs written for them. Mama says she sang all those songs to help me learn my name. I’m no dummy; I know what my name is: Coolest Cat Ever! Okay, that’s my tagline. So let’s go through all my many awesome names and what each one means.
This is my official name. I don’t mind Maximillan. It sounds very dignified, which I totally am. But Emeril. Meh. I don’t know when she had to name me after the prima donna cat. Anyway, Mama always uses the full name when I am in trouble. Big trouble. Like timeout trouble. She will shout “Maximillan Emeril! That is behavior unbecoming of a feline!” She will stomp over, pick me up, give me a few smooches and put me in a timeout. A timeout means I have to hangout in the bathroom for five minutes. She thinks it’s punishment because I can’t get into mischief. Mama is so silly. I love the bathroom! Plus, if I do get bored, I can always open the door and leave. Yup, MaxE can open doors!
MaxE (emphasis on the “E”)
This is one of my favorite and most regularly used nicknames. Newbies might mispronounce it and say Maxie. But that’s a girl’s name. And I’m a boy. The “e” is capitalized because you hit it hard. Sort of like the way John Travolta talked in Grease. I’m not sure what Grease is but Mama said you’d understand. Mama calls me MaxE all the time. Sometimes she sounds a little irritated when she does, but if she is still calling me MaxE, I can’t be in too much trouble.
This was the first nickname Mama gave me, and the first song she sang about me was called, “Mighty Max”. It was a great song. The only lyrics were Mighty Max, but I didn’t mind. Mighty Max is used less frequently these days. When Mama calls me Mighty Max, I know she is feeling nostalgic and wants to play, which I am always happy to do.
Mama says I’m a “ginger” and sometimes calls me by that name. I think Ginger must mean awesome. Or super duper. Or cool. If so, then yes, I am a Ginger.
The Max Man
She called Mo the Mo Man, so I am the Max Man. Oddly enough she never called Emeril the Em Man. Meow!
Mama needs to get her eyes checked because she always calls me her snuggle bunny. But I’m a cat, not a bunny. I’m not sure how she confuses me with a bunny. Still, I let it slide because I am an excellent snuggler.
Maxxers, Maxolicious, Max Attack
Less frequently used nicknames but generally terms of endearment. When she calls me Max Attack, I know she wants to play and chase me around the apartment. I can pounce all I want without getting into trouble too. Mama can sometimes be confusing with all her rules. Pouncing at 5:00 am is naughty (worthy of a Maximillan Emeril) but pouncing after my laser mouse makes her laugh. Mama is just weird.
So Big and Goofy Like
Now I know this may not seem like a nickname but she always, always, ALWAYS tells me this at least once a day. “MaxE, you so big and goofy like.” I am big cat. I’m 17 pounds of pep! When I stretch out next to Mama, I am almost as big as she is! And I guess I am goofy, if goofy means awesome. Really, what does goofy mean? It must mean awesome. “MaxE, you so big and awesome like”. Yup, that’s how I interpret it.
You Can Call Me MaxE
That’s my favorite name and the one most widely used. But just remember to emphasize the “E” because I’m a boy. My name is not Maxie. But MaxE! What do you call your kitties? Or doggies. Mama says I have to include doggies too. Whatever.
See ya next week!