Our kiddo finally decided to name our robot vacuum. She went with Hermit Crab. Hermie for short.
It makes sense. The little guy scuttles across the floor using it's two front "claws" to eat things. Then it scurries back under the bookcase to recharge. It's not the name we would have chosen (our working name, courtesy of the Husband, was Watney) but it works.
Now, it's a lot easier to anthropomorphize this robot. It's definitely a "he" to me. I talk to him as he works. I beg forgiveness when I get the way. I scold him when he gets stuck in the same one spot every time he works. I may or may not drop a few crumbs in his path. Little Hermie is now a pet.
It's not the only inanimate object I've named. Mostly, I name plants. We've got Phil and Collins floating about in the living room. Scarlet is the massive tree in our bedroom. Our cable box is Pete - for reasons only my post-college roommates will understand.
I find that naming things leads me to value them more. These objects are not "real" to me, but their use is more important. In naming something, I've given it status above other items that are just objects.
Do you name inanimate things?