My first cat was a black cat named Fred. At the time there was a huge surplus of unwanted cats and the local shelter had several hundred. When we went to look most cats in their cages ignored us but one stuck his paws out trying to get our attention that is the one we adopted. Basically, he chose us rather than the other way around. I'm on my 7th cat now, off all the cats I've owned the first cat was the most moody. He could be super friendly and purr up a storm or he could be very put-offish and slice and dice on a whim. He was hands down the most handsome cat I've had of all seven, he had the most luxurious coat an animal could possibly have. The last cat before my current two was hands down the most affectionate animal I've ever owned consistently, he was ALWAYS up for human attention. He was a 17lb monster (not fat just large) grey tabby named appropriately named Monster. Unfortunately he acquired feline leukemia disease and it was fatal. My present two cats are indoor only because of this. They are also fairly friendly though not quite so much as he was. I've not named any of my cats, they've all been adopted and all had known names at the time I adopted them. My current two actually come when called by their names as did Fred so I would not even attempt to change them.