This is my GF's cat
Pixel, a bermese rag doll. She's only about 6 lbs., 8 years old, and yes, she was named from Heinlein's "The Cat Who Walks Through Walls."
My cat, btw, is named Franky. He got that name because he cried so much as a kitten (I rescued him at only 5 weeks - he could fit in the palm of my hand) that a friend told me he was a "crooner." The name stuck.
edit: don't let that pretty face fool you - it's reserved only for my GF, who has her undying love. Otherwise, Pixel is one of the meanest cats who ever lived. That notch in her ear is from a fight with my old cat, Felix, an 18 lb. English shorthair, one of the baddest toms who ever lived, and who is now in retirement at 12+ years old at my brother's place.