At Christmas, I wanted to get the Girlfriend a kitten but I was told that it wasn't kitten season. I got her a little food bowl and a Beanie kitten instead, with the undrestanding that when kittens were available we would get one. The only catch was that I could name it, since I wasn't to enthusiastic about cats.

While we waited, she shot down some names. She vetoed Toecutter, Chopper, Death Squad, and Christpuncher. When the kitten arived, I named her Needles and the GF named her Maggie. She thought Neddles was a boy's name. I explained Knuckles was a boy name, Needles was a girl.

For a few days she was called Needles and Maggie but since Needles was obviously a more bad-ass name, it stuck. The claws helped too.

Needles has taken to sitting on my shoulder like I am the gayest pirate in the sea. She likes to chase the mouse curser when I'm online and she wakes us up by attacking our faces and toes. We love that lil' psyco.