When you need to get Prozac for your cat (he’s one bad Kitty who pees on furniture) and the pharmacy is like “this is too small of a dose, we don’t have that, we only have drugs for humans.” Then when that part gets sorted out, they’re like “um, we wanted to make sure this was really for a cat…his name is…Kitty? That’s awfully generic” Me: “well actually his name is Boy Kitty. Yes, that’s right, Boy Kitty Sanchez.”