My RB cat, Pookie, came into our life one halloween. We were trick-or-treating at the local pizza parlor and this gorgeous dilute calico came out to greet us. She had been living in the dumpster for quite a while. Then she jumped in our car! (This from a girl who screamed and foamed at the mouth when in the car for the rest of her 13 years!) Everyone there decided it was fate, so she went home with us.

Of course, her name just HAD to be Spooky. What else do you name a cat that comes to you on Halloween? My brother, however, was only two or three at the time, and missing his front teeth. The name came out "Pookie" and Pookie fit her to a t!