But it never really gets a name, it's just a feeling of the persona of the bike that I take with me (or bring back home).
It depends on:
its age/mileage (enough events and experience make it change): could it be Nina, Shirley, Mona...?
its look (clean or dirty, scratched or repolished): would it be Candy or Ruth?
its smell (came back from woods dirt, farm dirt, bugs, etc...): could it be Cendrine, Amber, Beatrix, Mindy?
its tires: road tires don't really inspire much, but knobbies are getting the first boys names: could it be Greg for grip? Tony for traction? Wally for worn?
its load: Luna for light or no load, Marvin (like the big headed robot in hitchhikers guide to galaxy), Roxy as in boxy (with sidecases).
its behavior (well, mine mostly, depend which persona in taking with me): right now, there is only one name that comes out: "common TARS!".
You could ask me which animal it reminds me and you would probably have many more.