Emotional attachment to inanimate objects

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I've always had weird moments like this, my earliest memory of this was watching the intro to the old Batman animated series on Cartoon Network when I was a kid. At the end of the intro he punches some criminals on top of a building, and the one criminal's hat (I think it was a little fez or something) falls off the building. I remember feeling bad for the hat, getting dropped like that.

I feel unusually bad after noticing that I lost/dropped something, usually small objects like pencils.

I named my car Melchior, I sometimes talk to it as I'm talking to myself and getting ready to drive somewhere.

When I was a teenager, I had these fave mini skirts, they were so pretty & great colors, I LOVED wearing them, I got attached to them & other things. I have an old dresser I wont get rid of, so I'm going buy a new dresser & put my old one in my closet, that dresser was my mom's.

There was a time, at camp, I was unable to make friends.. so I made a stick my friend (I felt sort of sad not having anyone..). I was possibly eight or nine years old..
It had some interesting patterns on it, very likely from termites or a type of wood-boring insect. I tied a string to it and I dragged it around for a number of years. My father still has 'sticky-wicky' in his truck.

I have developed attachments to the larger photo printers I work with daily.
I may miss them just as much as my co-workers and the relatively mundane, consistent work involved working there.

I also have an incredible attachment to my car.
I'm never anywhere without my car and I like to be able to see him, if possible.