Since everyone seemed to like my original one (Tiger Cherry) I thought I would put what it would be now...

Fatty Meadows

umm...

I like the way you think Shavy! I tried your method here goes

Fluffy Council lol much better!
(Fluffy was a long haired guinea pig )

oops my bad dyslexic fingers shavsy!!!

That's not a bad idea, hmm... Patch Laver.

Not as good as Sammy Torrens I think. I can't remember what my first rabbit was called though, I'm referring to the lovely little budgie I had when I was 8.

Good one The lioness33!

Mine would be Smokey Oakland. Sounds like a brand of beef jerky.

Say a big porno hello to:

Screamin' Jay Freckle

My first dog as a child was my mothers (who was a child bride, and named her pooch after Screamin Jay Hawkins), and we lived on Freckle Road.

It just doesn't sound right.

Cubby's would be Cindy Crawford - I kid you not! I asked these questions while he was in the loo (and therefore distracted) and he had no idea what I was asking for, other than the vague "just a survey" I gave through the door.....

I'd finish up with the unfortunate name of -
"Tinker Bell Golf Links"

There are so many comments I can make on that , that would get me banned from this site...

I had to see what yours would be!
That conjures up all kinds of odd images!

I would be...Sheba Cleveland.

No too bad, I suppose. Sheba was a good dog who was endlessly patient with my siblings and I when we were little.

Muffin Denrose...OK I guess

now i would be Maynard Woodgate...They are both pretty lame!

I'd be shakin' my booty as Sweetpea Willow. Doesn't sound too much like a money earner.

Mine would be:

Gretchen Sierra Madre

I am a full grown hetero man. I don't like this one bit!

Angelica green
Not so slutty?

Set up the cameras, because here comes...

Buster Sideways

Which isn't just appropriate, it also sounds biologically painful. Explanations on offer for anyone who doesn't get it.

I had to laugh at some of these and especially the Spanish language motifs of lots of California neighborhoods in those days. My whole tract was named for conquistadors. so Tim, my erstwhile neighbor's was also the same motif!

Tim, what WAS gretchen? Rabbit? Dog?
Cat? Hamster? Snake?

Sweetpea Willow sounds lovely.

You know though, my real first name has been besmirched, so if I were to tack on any old street name it would be sufficient.

Mine would be
Vadmyra Petrus ,
wich sounds horrible even here (not something for a film cover)

My other half's porn star name has just turned out to be "Tiddles Wellington" - which makes for a very fetishistic porn video, were we to make one!

I would be Smokey River. Not too bad.

Significant other's PS name is apparently 'Goldie Hauptstrasser'... hmmmm

I recalled my first pet as Bambi the rabbit (which works) but forgot about Fred the goldfish.
Well he goes with Goldie...

In my extreme childhood I did (briefly) care for a large caterpillar I called "Chocolate Face" but not sure where he fit into the chronology, not to mention the P.S. name.

Heather, Gretchen was a really beautiful German Shepherd dog. Interesting story really. When we moved to our new house in 1963 it was the first house on a new street and we were really out in the country. My Dad was an on-the-road salesman at the time and he would be gone for at least a few days a week, so he thought it would be a good idea to get a large intimidating looking dog to protect the estate. So he got Gretchen to look after things. And she was protective, very protective, maybe a little too protective. Nobody other than family could come into the back yard unless we put her inside the house. She would bark, bare teeth, hackles up, the whole nine yards. I don't think she ever bit anyone while we had her, but if she didn't know you, she was one scary dog. We used to go on walks sometimes in the evenings in those days. My brother Bill was a baby at the time and Gretchen was especially protective of him. One time we were walking, Bill was in the stroller and we met up with one of the farmers in the area. Really nice old guy, he had a peach orchard. He talked with us for a while and then went and got some peaches for us. He came back and handed each of us kids a peach and when he reached to give Billy his, Gretchen grabbed the guy by the arm. Didn't break the skin or anything, but she sure as heck wasn't going to let him get any closer to Billy. He was real nice about it and eventually got free and gave the peach to someone else, but it kind of freaked my Mom out. About a week later, my Mom went to get Billy out of his playpen on the back porch, and Gretchen got between her an Billy and growled at her. That was the last straw. The next day Gretchen was gone. They told us she went to a farm where she woud have lots of room to run. Even at the age of five, I knew that was a lie. Later on we kids found out the truth. My Dad had sold her cheap to a family that lived about a mile away from us. Years later my older brother and I had a paper route, and Gretchen's house was one of our customers. She was for sure one of the worst dogs on the route, she didn't remember us at all and I think she even bit my brother once. So that's the story of Gretchen the German Shepherd. Then we got Gretchen the Airedale Terrier and that's a whole 'nother story.

I know this doesn't have much to do with the topic. I was just responding to Heather. Sorry folks.

Oh Tim! thanks for clarifying that.
You know as a parent, you sometimes debate over whether to make up an elaborate story for a pet's demise or removal or not.
I know that our kids' hamster ate her young one by one, and we hid it from our son...!

I just thought of another name for my son...

George Grouse.

George the bearded dragon and Grouse the name of the street.

BoBo Bryant... that has a nice ring

Just found this unique thread...LOL. GREAT formula. Now it may not please the purists who judge a porn queen by her repetoire..but just going by appropriate names the cat/street combo renders "Stormy Lester" for our house. Not baaad