A dirty, angry redneck...

[She stifles a laugh at the unusual expression that comes from his reaction to the cat's name. Enid's eyes have that amused look in them, though.]

The kind of name Carl comes up with. [and then there's a shrug.] It's not so bad once you get used to it.

[Mostly. But if helps any:]

And besides, I was the one that named his dog Tommy. [So she and him are even on the bad but oddly fitting names for their pets.]