Thanks to the pet's brother, we all have new names.
I am Garfield.
Ares is simply called Dog.
And Isis is called Cat.
I'd like to think that I stand out from my brother and sister as being the exceptional one, the one worthy enough to have a name and not some generic common noun thrown upon me. Clearly, the pet's brother has enough sense to notice that. I do, after all, have my own blog.