(Blaze and her pet human, your's truly)
I was raised on a farm, so I was always charmed
by the names given to critters.
Be they big ones or small, I have owned nearly all,
barkers, neigh’ers, moo’ers, twitters.
But one thing I have seen, there is a common theme
in how animals get addressed.
We lack imag'nation and for demonstration,
my own pets might illustrate best.
My first mongrel you see, was very, very wee,
and so “Tiny” she soon became.
Then along came “Ole Blue”, and you know that it’s true,
he was the color of his name.
My next dog was quite young, when home she was brung,
so logic'ly I called her “Pup”.
Looking back at these names, they may seem a bit strange,
but they were all I could think up.
Now for horses we had, there was “Black” rode by dad,
which correctly described her coat.
The little sorrel horse, we all called “Red” of course,
her temper like a billy goat.
My own buckskin mare, for any who might care,
was lovingly christened “Old Buck”.
So it shouldn’t surprise, when next we baptized
that black/white striped cat as “Bad Luck”.
Seldom we'd name the cows, they don’t come anyhow,
so our breath we would not waste.
Though there were a few, that we had named too,
but none were in very good taste.
“That Ol' Crotchetty Bitch”, with her evil tail twitch,
who when milked would fly-swat your face,
and then who could ignore, “That Miserable Whore”,
who tried to run me off the place.
So when choosing a name, it becomes fairly plain,
that we looked for obvious traits.
Appearance, attitude, they could be nice or rude,
but I can quite honestly state,
there was rhyme and reason, for names of my pleasing,
except, so help me Lord,
I can never explain, the strange choice in my name,
for the budgie that I called "George".
Adding your comment:
Once again, you have charmed and delighted me with your poetry. Have you ever written a rhyme/tale about a saloon girl up to no good? If anyone can write great western stories in rhyme it's you, and I think I just put in a request 
Have a great weekend, Rory...L
I have no idea what the cows think, though. Never asked one. 
