Larry and Gretchen
My kitten Louie, as a foster, was called 'Prince.' Then I named him Ringo. Then he didn't look like a Ringo, so I thought, since he has the coloring of a mountain lion, why not Leo? It suited better for a day, until I accidentally started calling him Louie. I thought there must be a good reason for that, that he kind of named himself, so he is Louie.
His sister, as a foster, was called 'Ivy.' She is the runt of the litter, by far, so the name Gidget fit her personality and especially her size, so she is Gidget.
After deciding to adopt them, but before taking possession, I decided his name would be Kafka, and hers Simone, after Simone de Beauvoir. Both were my favorite authors in my twenties and had great influence on my life.
My DIL put her foot down immediately: NO! No, no, no. She was so vociferous in her no-ness that I acquiesced begrudgingly, knowing if something happened to me they would be hers, and if she couldn't deal with it..........
So, they are Gidget & Louie. I like those names, it suits, and they learned them right away. For the last two days, by mistake, I've been calling them Gretchen & Larry. I really like those names, but I've been trying to restrain myself. Sometimes, when I want to call them I kind of forget their names completely.
That's one of the very few things I did today. It's much better than the other thing.