My parents' house is being renovated by a friendly Polish contractor. He speaks English well, with a slight accent.
The Polish contractor has a soft spot for my parents' cats: Doodles (the lithe, active one) and Tinker (the big, lazy one). He carries on conversations with them. In fact, he has given them new nicknames, which my mother feels may suit them better than their original names.
Doodles, who is curious and has a burning desire to observe all of the work going on in the house, has been nicknamed "The Inspector". Tinker, who has a burning desire to eat and then have his belly rubbed, has been nicknamed "Jumbo Boy".
I never liked their original names. I used to call them Stinker and The Dude, but I may adopt Jumbo Boy and The Inspector. Naming things, people, and pets properly is important. I think that Polish contractor has a special gift for it.