Writers and kitties seem to go together, in my mind at least. Where there’s a writer furiously writing away, there is a cat close by.
My name is Katy and I am a black cat. Writers and black cats tend to have stigmas that are instantly associated with them. The stigmas that are associated with writers might indeed be true (depending on the writer), but the stigmas associated with black cats couldn’t be more wrong. I want to get it out in the open that we are one of the most “luckiest” cats that could cross your path, let alone a person could own, just ask my writer.

Now, about my writer, Sarrah Kaliski, I have known her since I was a very, very small kitten, when she rescued me from the terrors of Continue reading →