It took me a stupidly long time to figure out this cat's name. I wanted to give him a name that alluded to his tarnished silver color, and also to his oddly dragon-like appearance.
We're calling him Smog, partly because he's a gritty, urban, California cat.
Partly because Smaug was the name of the dragon in The Hobbit.
And partly because he's a mongrel or "moggie."
I can now admit that I wasn't sure he was going to live, when I brought him home. He was such a wreck of a cat. Scrawny, flea infested, with a shattered pelvis and horrible digestive issues.
He's becoming a beauty. Despite the rough life he must have lead on the streets, he's utterly fearless, and entirely playful.
And he's going to be HUGE.