ON reading Floris Greenlaw’s letter about her feline friend Jaspurrrrr (September 7), I was reminded of the naming of my daughter’s kitten some 13 years ago.

Asked why she planned to bestow the name Mia, my daughter said it was so the cat would always be able to tell someone her name if she got lost. It still works.

Human: what’s your name, puss?

Kitty: Miiiiiaaaaaaa(w)

Of course I just call her the furry grandchild.

Marie Taylor,

11 Balnagowan Drive,

Glenrothes.

MY mother once took in a stray female cat and allowed the grandchildren to choose its name. They chose Serafina.

When we took the cat to the vet to be checked out, he asked the moggy's name and my mother, without a blush, replied: "Oh, we just call her Puss."

Mrs Kate Gordon,

3 Burnside Avenue,

Brookfield.

THE correspondence you have published on the names, traditional and whimsical, that owners bestow on their much-loved cats and dogs could run and run. Self-evidently it has legs.

Perhaps other readers with attachments to different pets could provide the subject with wings. Budgies, anyone?

Ian Hutcheson,

161 Beechwood Drive,

Glasgow.