Since he is the First Mate, Mr. Funk, or, Mr. Reek, might be appropriate.
Cannonball
Methane
Rush Limbaugh (a gas bag)
Odie (short for Odoriferous)
Foggy
:eek:
If my cat looked like that, I’d kick him overboard and call him Bob.
P.F. Boomer
As he is a “gas bag”-- Balloon, Blimp, or perhaps Zeppelin(sp?) might do.
Puffy.
I don’t know if this has been said yet (obviously)
If it were my cat, there are many good creative names, but the only lasting name has to be
‘fart’
Smelly cat, smelly cat. What are they feeding you?
Smelly cat, smelly cat, it’s not your fault.
Jato. (From the acronym Jet Assisted TakeOff.)
Oh, man, now I’m torn between Jupiter and Jato! Yesterday, the kitten in question hopped into bed with my husband, strolled up to the pillow, emitted his foul reek, and departed, purring the entire time. One wonders if it was deliberate… :o
If you can get the cat to co-operated with the fraternity trick…Hindenburg?
Farty McBoogerpuss.
Sphinx.
Ricky Fartin’
Pepe Le Pew?
Puss 'n Toots?
Jack (The Ripper)?
Exhaustocat
Kilopascal
(A metric unit for air pressure.)
Or just Pascal for short.
Whoa - resurrected!! :eek:
Alas, the cat is still officially nameless, tho he’s known unofficially as “FartCat” even tho the gassy emissions are decreasing. He’s soon going to be known as “No-Balls FartCat” for such a creature should not be permitted to reproduce. And if he continues his 3AM forays into our bed, well, it won’t look good for him, I tell you what!
Hang in there, FCM - this too shall pass. Pun intended. Our Stinkerbell lost her ability to clear the room after she was dewormed.
She’s now replaced that “talent” with a single-minded fixation on my wife’s socks, though. The other night she trotted through the den with a pair of socks in her mouth, prancing as if she was bringing her first mouse home to show mom. Missus Coder and I almost fell off the couch laughing.