Jasmine, Lily, Summer, Coco, Silk, Giselle, Miranda, Violet, Katie, Salome
How 'bout Murphy? You know, cuz Murphy’s Brown. Ok, bad pun, but I always wanted to name a pet Murphy.
Your hubby like Beethoven? Fur Elise. 
She looks like a “Josie Fay” to me.
Triple shot skim no foam grande macchiatto with a double pump of vanilla?
You could call her TSSNFGMWADPOV for short.
Mojo.
It’s the name I will give a kitten, once I get a kitten.
Or, since she has no name, name her “emanon” (no name, backwards), and call her Emma, for short.
Since she has blue eyes, how about Suite Judy? Or Sweet Judy, if you prefer that spelling…
You guys have been patient. Still no name for miss kitty fantastico yet. I reel off all of the cool names you guys have posted, and the Mr. still wrinkles his nose a little. He’s taking this naming business pretty seriously. I thought he would just go with the first thing he could think of.
Oh, yes, as I was saying, you guys have been patient, and so the least I can do is show some fresh kitten pictures.
Petite Puff
Peeking
You’re getting sleepy…
…sleepy…
Give those wee legs a break, sleepyhead
As for the Princess Pouffy Pants Brigade, well. Bastian has launched a protest, stating that she refuses to tread on the same ground as the new kitten of disgusting cuteness. Kero, on the other hand, has taken things a step further, and is prepared to launch a full attack - going so far as to don her Kittensapien suit. In it, she plans to dance, whistle, burp, and karate chop the new kitten out the door.
Details to come.
She’s very pretty and adorable.
My Siamese type kitten is Luna. My first cat with Siamese markings was Jasmine. So I am partial to those names.
How about …?
Aiko (Japanese, little loved one)
Cherry Blossom which is supposedly what Sakura means
Emiko (Japanese, Smiling child)
Hitomi (Japanese, blue eyes)
Kayani (Persian for “royal” - that’ll really tick off the other Queens)
Leilani (Hawaiian, heavenly flower)
Miki (Japanese, flower stalk)
Misa or Misaki (Japanese, beautiful bloom)
Mitsu (Japanese, light or honey nectar)
Sachi (Japanese, girl child of bliss)
Okay, I got carried away with the baby name site.
ETA: SQUEEE! at the new pics, that is so frickin’ cute! I have to go find my kitten and squeeze her.
In this picture, her color scheme is remarkably fox-like.
“Fox” makes me think of “Foxy Brown,” starring Pam Grier.
Which makes me think of blaxploitation movies.
Which makes me think of Cleopatra Jones.
So…
“Cleopatra.”
I’m stickin’ with that for now.
She looks like a Suki to me.
Kitty looks like she has lipstick on - how about Marilyn? Theda? Lillian? Dorothy? Lila Lee? ZaSu? Joan? Sabrina? Dahlia? Peony? Cocoapuff? Little Kitty Foofy Butt?
If none of these are working, you might have to wait for kitty to make her name known to you.
Zuzu! Zuzu’s petals!
I am so using this as a nickname for my little kitty foofy butt.
Well, if we want an actual name, I say “Morgan”.
If we want something a little more fun, I say “Swiffer”.
By the way, haven’t seen you around here in forever! Welcome back. Unless you’ve been back and I haven’t seen you. In that case, I’ll shut the fuck up.
But with white markings on their face they look more like snowshoe.
I like “Mika”. No reason. 
Niblet is watching this over my shoulder. “Hmf!” she says. “Let her use my name. I never respond to it, after all.”
Niblet is peeved because she got the nickname “Eraser Feet” when she walked across my drafting board while I was drawing.
Finally, finally, finally. I was really leaning towards Lily, and even had my husband leaning toward Coco for a short time. But no.
“So, come on, sweetie, what are we going to name our little bugaboo?” I ask. My husband meets my gaze and stares.
“That’s it,” he says.
“What’s it?” I ask.
“…Bug…a…boo… we can call her Boo!”
“Boo Radley?” I say. “I like Boo Radley.”
“Bugaboo. We’ll call her Boo for short, either way.” He is satisfied.
“Come here, Boo!” he says to her… and she playfully nudges his fingers.
Boo she be. Be she Boo. Be dee bop a doo bop a wop bop boo.
Good to see you, too, LOUNE! I’ve been away, training and learning more than I ever knew there was to know about paint and colour, interiors and exteriors, stains, finishes, glazes, pastes, spackles, oils, resins, xylene… Mmmmmm… xylene.
See, she told you! When Cricket was just a wee thing, fresh from surgery to remove her injured tail, I was getting ready to feed her one night. I told my husband “I’m going to get Cricket’s bottle…Cricket? Cricket? Where did Cricket come from?” Even at two weeks old she responded to Cricket, so Cricket is was. Or Crickers. Or Crickers Kidder Cat. Or “Miss Thang” when she’s being like that.
I also know a “Boo” but the “Boo” I know is a holy terror and chases dogs out of her yard.
Ha! When I adopted a wee fluffy kitten from a home-born litter, many years ago, I was carrying her out to the car when she began to wriggle. I said, “Hold still, you little Muffin… Oh, my golly, I’ve named you.”
I has name?
I HAS NAME!
DO NOT WANT.
Purrrrr.