Thursday, July 22, 2010
My Wonderful Cat Family
by Jillian Hart
There's cats--I love, love, love my cats--and then there's catty. I was told that someone who fits that description stopped by to blog last month. I sincerely apologize for Lydia Monk even though I shouldn't have to. I tend to take on other people's problems quite a bit. You know, feel responsible, feel guilty, feel like I have to make things right. Lydia has issues of the delusional sort. Though I am mostly annoyed by her behavior when it comes to the slow growing relationship between me and ex-cop turned security expert and P.I. Tom Stewart, deep down I feel sorry for her.
My three cats, however--Chablis, Merlot and Syrah--have no sympathy for her. They delight in rubbing on her skinny jeans or whatever tight anything she's wearing so they can leave plenty of cat hair. Lydia hates that and they know it. Some days I wish I were as bold as those three, but I tend to keep my thoughts to myself. My grandmother back in Texas would turn over in her grave if I were the least bit impolite.
Perhaps I can change the subject and introduce you via this blog to my darlings. Merlot is a Maine coon cat--big, red and my Ninja warrior should it come to that. He is the size of a dog, after all. A few bad guys have pushed him to the limit and he has rescued me from harm. Chablis is my love bug, a seal point Himalayan who will settle in any lap given the chance. That is, if you don't have dandruff. See, she's allergic to human dander--just like some folks are allergic to cat dander. Yup, it goes both ways. She's not the brightest bulb in the pack but she is a nurturer. Everybody needs one of those in their life. Then there's Mr. Brainic Cat, Syrah. He can open doors, sense danger and is quick to come to my rescue when I'm threatened. He is a sorrel Abyssinian, one of the oldest breeds of cats and originally from Egypt--where cats were worshiped as god and goddesses.
That's my family--all Katrina rescues. If you want to visit with them, they play important roles in murder investigations that touch my life. But if you're looking for talking cats, they aren't for you. They just do regular, brilliant, amazing cat things.
Submitted by Leann Sweeney