I cannot explain about names. Often an animal will just tell me what its name is. I have had experiences when I rescued a stray/ lost animal, called it by the first name that came to me, and when I found its owner, discovered that was its name! Another time, a Cocker spaniel that I later learned had been shot and left for dead in the local dump came into my possession. He had some tan freckles on his face. I said, I bet some fool named you Freckles, didn't they? and he turned his face away from me as if ashamed. Don't worry, I said, how about if I call you Dusty? He immediately jumped up in my lap, stubby tail wagging, and covered my face with kisses. So Dusty he became. Dustifer Bones the First. (And only, as he was neutered!)