I just finished writing a bananas novel called Subterraneous Obscura, which has dozens of supporting characters, from baristas to the richest man in the world. I’ve tried to give memorable personalities to all of them, and the best way to do that is to give them names. I pluck my names out of my life, and along the way, I named seven characters after the pets who are or have been living with my friends, Steve and Meredith, my former roommate, Nicole, and myself.

Here’s Steve and Meredith’s:

Cooper (Ginger Golden Retriever): A doctor who always wanted to do theater. He thinks he’s auditioning for Little Shop of Horrors, but instead, he’s cast in a sex tape.

Harmony (Golden Retriever): The preppy herald of an underworld goddess. (RIP)

Inkling (Sleek Black Cat): The minions of an underworld goddess.

Stardust (Small Tortoiseshell): An underworld goddess. (RIP)

Next is Nicole’s baby, Henry (Black Egyptian Mau): An FBI agent used to getting his way. He’s a Momma’s boy, and his Momma is a crazed, shotgun wielding old woman.

Following is my beloved Newcastle (Maine Coon): A butler who took a vow of silence. (RIP)

Finally, my current roommate, Oscar (Fluffy Black Cat): A sleazy teenage data broker.