Here's the story of how we got Dynamite and how she got her name. 

I need to add the how-we-got-her and how she met Trent stories.

This particular version was posted in a Cat Man Chris post: 10/24/21:

We had gotten a little girl tabby (Chessie--full name Chesapeake AndOhio) from a farm, and about a week later my son and his girlfriend brought us a sweet little panther girl to keep her company. She made herself my husband's cat, but we just couldn't think of a name that fit her, a feisty, zoomy little spitfire. We had a Hercules Black Powder box in the living room and it was one of her favorite spots to nap and launch herself. We called her Black Cat, Basement Cat, even Chicago, the Windy Kitty; all sorts of suggestions while we tried to think of her name. She would stare at us while sitting on that old box, and we knew she was trying to tell us something!

One day, my husband and I were watching TV and suddenly he shouted "Dynamite!"

"What?!?!?!?" I squawked, startled.

"Her name is Dynamite!"

And she leaped down from her Hercules Black Powder and hopped up onto his lap, stared him in the eye, then curled up and took a nap. As if to say "Finally! You people are so slow!"

So her name is Dynamite Chicago Coltrane Tromp. Dynamite because she is black-powder in a carbon-based life form, Chicago because she's the Windy Kitty (when she was little she tooted every time she jumped down) and Coltrane after John Coltrane and because she can sing the Song Of Her People. Plus, her sister is Chesapeake AndOhio, named after Chessie the Train Kitty, so Coltrane is a homonym of coal-train.

The End.