People ask questions they don't want answers for, far too often. A friend asked me why she shouldn't get a cat. I did my best and came up with several solid reasons, all of which were disregarded because she had already made up her mind. The same thing happened when it came to naming the new kittens, both girls solicited ideas and shot down every single one I suggested. I like clever names such as Blackie for a cat that's not black or Bo because a violin bow is made of catgut, and suggested things along that line and then gave up entirely and said anything. Only one name was decided upon, Miss Kitty Fantastico, like I would ever come up with that sober.