Aww. I had a cat who used to hold my hand also! Louie came with the name Louie (long story). We could have renamed him, but he was 11, and we didn't think he needed any further upheaval.
My other cat -- my daughter named her Patagonia. I have always called her Nia (the end of Patagonia). I got Nia when she was a kitten. She is 11 now. Louie is 14.
This is Miss Nia on my messy bed. She is a little black and white tuxedo kitty. She has a lovely little soul. The other day, I was feeling anxious, and she sensed it and came to sit with me all day. Louie is lovely, but a bit more self-centred, which is perfectly acceptable.
