I am flattered!
I named my first "big" boat (a 12' aluminum skiff) "Sea Mouse" when I was 12 years old. It has graced the transoms of a couple since. It got me and my 12 footer locked through the Troy, NY federal lock by ourselves one night. I tied up to the approach dock, walked up to the lock keeper's office and told him the Sea Mouse wanted to lock through. We were headed to lake Champlain. The lock was already empty. He didn't say a thing; just opened the lock doors. I got lifted into the Champlain Canal all by myself that August evening. I have wondered if the name triggered his reflex to open the lock doors without asking any questions. He did exclaim when he saw what entered. I slept in some farmers barn along the Champlain Canal that night. Ha!