I don’t think I’ve ever named a possession. It just doesn’t seem logical to name something; get attached to it and then lose it. For instance a computer went bye-byes some years ago, so I upgraded.
And so the next computer was different. It sat taller and prouder, had a different personality. I couldn’t trouble myself to name it, because in a few years it might go bye-byes and – so I didn’t see a need.
If I did however give something a name it would be to my computer and it would probably mean faithful or loyal; it’s sat with me through countless nights of blogging, days of music and movies and everything in between.