In Walka's case it was a kindness to change his name. He came home with me when he was 2, and for the first 2 years of his life I couldn't bring myself to call him what his owners named him. So, just before he came home with me and his mother, I asked the owners what they would have called him other than THAT name. They said," I'd Walkamile". So, Walka it was! He had no issues relearning his name.
Be the kind of woman that when your feet hit the floor each morning the devil says, "Oh crap, she's up!".