Nothing significant

I taught swimming lessons at the Y when I was in high school. A few sessions in a row, I had a kid in my group named Spike. He was about seven. His legal name was something like Donald, but his parents called him Spike and enrolled him as Spike. Just before Spike was born, another Spike, a cat, died.

His namesake is a dead cat. Nice kid, and there was nothing Spike-like or cat-like about him, as far as I could tell.