When we got MaMao from the shelter he was very talkative, and went around the house looking and calling for his old buddies. To reassure him that he was in a good home where he would be loved and appreciated, we talked to him. Of course, as part of getting to know him one of the first things we asked him was "what do your friends call you?" He answered "MaMao". So who were we to argue--we wanted to be his friend too.