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| The Story of My New Name; Or, No I Am Not Named For Tommie Frazier |
| I'd like to have been named for Tommie Frazier since I'm a big
fan of his, but alas I wasn't. Nor was I named "Tommie" because of my huge, male body that is
traditionally associated with street toms. I was in fact, named, for Tommie Akins, the mythical
British soldier's name on the ID cards given to British soldiers in WWI. Why? Because my mom
was reading a book about that and thought it was a decided improvement upon my previous
moniker, Speedy. I agree it is nice to have a first and last name, but I'm rarely called by either to
tell the truth. Of my many nicknames, I am particularly fond of the "Tomminator" (a la Matt
Turman) and of Tom-Tom, for its primal, male sound. I find "Furface" acceptable, but "Furbutt"
is apt to get the ears back. "Furball" is a bit casual in front of guests, but ok for true relaxing at
home. I enjoy having the pictures of other famous "Tommies" on the walls around the house, for instance "Touchdown Tommie." I do think, however, that my furbrushers should have sprung for a larger photo of myself than a mere 5 by 7. However, after much thinking and repeatedly punishing them by howling to go out the door and then refusing to do so when they get up out of bed to open it, I decided that it was more important to have them focus on me, in the fur, than my mere image on the wall ... |
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