The littlest Mercotan (almost done with High School) is acquiring a cat, after a suitable mourning period for the late Fluffernutter the Mercotan.
She picked him out at the shelter today, and we take delivery in about 10 days.
She wants to name the creature “something greek”.
My suggestions of “Spanakopita”, “Dolmades”, and “Pastitsio” were rejected.
Dopers, care to offer some suggestions?
Ouzo?
Moussaka
Does it have to be a food? What about some mythological figures or names from Greek tragedies or philosophers? Tiresius, Sophocles, Ataraxia etc. etc.
If she likes to claw, then Euripides.
Just “something greek”.
She didn’t like Porphyria either. Nor Steatorrhea.
“Ailuros” is “cat” in Greek. “Kallailuros” would be “pretty/cute cat.”
A friend who is a landlord and restaurant waiter in Athens has a cat which he named “Chico” but that was an obvious borrowing from the Spanish. (He himself is Athanasios.)
I like Medusa, Hermes, Scylla, Andreiou, Androcles, Pericles, Aristophanes, Mephistopheles, and… Diogenes. 
Phoebe
Well, there’s always Zeus. Or Pan. I had a ‘Pan’ (short for Pan Ze Doodle). Or you could read off the list of Greek mythological figures from Wiki until one sounds right.
Sort of off of Polycarp’s suggestion, “kalos” - beautiful. It is a frequent epithet on vases depicting youth.
Agamemnon, Aggie for short?
Sisyphus (spelling?)
I like it. Sissy for short…or phus. Or–never mind.
Plato? Aristotle? Socrates? Apollo? Styx? Persephone? let us know what it is.
Cattus ? Oh wait, that’s Russian. Those cyrrillic letters are all Greek to me. 
How 'bout Opa!?
Maybe…nah.
Apollo
Zeus
Ares
Artemis
Demeter
Try here…
Basilious, means ‘king of kings’ or some such. You can call him Basil for short. It served my big orange tom well for 24 years, and he was king of the block.
If you’re willing to settle for an immigrant, Xerxes also works well for cats.
There’s always Zorba!
How ‘bout Antigone? Oedipus’ bad-ass daughter, defies the tyrant of Thebes to secure a proper burial for her brother killed in battle against the city. Sophocles was running on all eight cylinders when he wrote her play.
Damn! Beat me to it.