I used to have a cat named spot. When I adopted her from a box of kittens, the other students with me insisted that I give her a Star Trek name, and then I think they were dissapointed when I said spot.
Spot freaked out my then-new wife one evening by playing with her food, a mouse, in our dining room, hey-that's what cats do. another time she presented us with a dead squirrel in exchange for the food we provided her.
spot was a great kitty, and then one day she dissappeared, we figure she was either cat-napped or she ate a poisoned mouse.