Sneaky Interviews Ribbons from A Timeless Celebration, a Century Cozy Mystery, by Dianne Ascroft

Sneaky here with another pawsome interview of a cat character. Today, it’s my pleasure to cat chat with a cozy mystery cat whose current book, A Timeless Celebration, is on tour with Escape with Dollycas Into a Good Book.

Meow there.. What is your name and your author’s name?

Hello. I’m Ribbons and my author and servant is Dianne Ascroft.

Mice to meet you.

What book(s) have you appeared in? Please list them and their genre.

I’ve only recently made my debut in the novel, A Timeless Celebration, and a prequel short story, City Sunset, but I know my author plans to feature me in future books in the Century Cottage Cozy Mysteries series.

That sounds purrfect. Tell us a little bit about the book.

My author has only written the first book so far but it’s the beginning of the Century Cottage Cozy Mysteries series. The books are set in a small town in Canada and my littermate, Raggs, and I live with widow Lois Stone. We recently moved from Toronto to Fenwater and we’re settling in there. As we explore our new life we frequently encounter new adventures and mysteries to solve. Lois thinks she is doing the investigating but she would miss half the clues without our help – especially mine. Raggs can be so lazy at times.

That’s nice that you have a partner. I’m the only cat star in my Cobble Cove series, but a new cat came to town in our new book, so we’ll see.

Are you based on a real cat such as your author’s? If so, please give further details.

Yes, my littermate, Raggs, and I are based on our author’s two tortoiseshell cats, Snooks and Rocky. The ‘real’ cats, if we must use that term, live with our author on her farm and keep a close eye on her, especially at meal times. I’m much younger, more intelligent and more attractive than either of the ‘real’ cats though.

And modest I see.

Can you share an excerpt from one of your books that features you in an important scene? If so, please include it.

Excerpt from Chapter 18.

Late at night, after Lois hears an intruder in her house and goes downstairs to her kitchen to investigate.

“As far as she could see, the room was empty except for Ribbons standing on the kitchen table, her tail straight up in the air and twitching furiously, as the cat stared past her owner. Lois was starting to turn her head in the direction in which the cat was looking when she felt her shoulder shoved roughly. Knocked off balance, she toppled onto the floor in the middle of the room, twisting onto her back and bumping her head against one of the legs of a chair as she fell. She heard loud bangs near her but was too dazed to focus on what was happening.

The noise quickly stopped, and she lay dazed and winded for a few moments until she remembered the intruder. Where is he? Is he still here? She pushed herself onto her elbow, halfway to a sitting position on the floor, her eyes trained on the back door. There was no one there and the phantom was hovering beside the screen door, not attempting to block the exit any longer. Lois glanced around the room. No sign of the intruder. He must have rushed out of the back door right after he shoved her. But not before the phantom confronted him; she just knew that was the noise she had heard. She hoped it had done some damage to him.

Lois let out a loud sigh. After all this, she didn’t have any description of the intruder except that it was a man and he was dressed in black. That wasn’t very much. It probably described most burglars.

She looked at the grey shape that seemed to be watching over her. “Thanks, Beldie. You are Beldie, aren’t you?” Lois watched the phantom. Its wide-set eyes had a knowing look and it seemed to glow brighter for a moment. Maybe that was a response to her question. “Too bad you or Ribbons couldn’t talk and tell me what he looked like or who he was.”

Lois rubbed the back of her head as she pulled her legs to one side and rolled onto her knees in preparation for standing up. She shuffled across the floor on her knees and placed her hands on the seat of the chair to push herself to her feet. Ribbons appeared from under the table and wove around her legs.

Lois gingerly bent to pat the cat, rubbing the back of her own head with her other hand. “I’m glad you’re okay. I guess you had the sense to stay away from whoever that was. Not like me storming in here. You probably got a better look at him too. If only you could tell me what you saw.”

Ribbons meowed and flicked her tail back and forth across Lois’s leg, then marched toward the back door. Lois’s gaze followed the cat as the animal moved. At the screen door the cat stopped. Lois noticed a rectangular white object was lying on the floor next to the spot where the cat was standing. She peered at the object and one of her eyebrows quirked upward as she recognised it. Why was the packet of photographs lying on the floor? Had Ribbons batted it off the table earlier? Lois drew her eyebrows into a frown as she thought. No, she couldn’t have.

Lois was certain that she had put the photographs into her purse when she got home from town this afternoon. She wanted to be sure that she took them with her in the morning so she could give Marge the set and drop the negatives into the drugstore on her way to the Highland Games to get the copies made for Ken.

Had the intruder deliberately taken the photographs from her purse and left her purse on the dining room table?”

Paws up! I love it.

What do you like most about your role in your authors’ books?

I don’t mean to brag but I do like the attention I get – not to mention the treats they lavish on me. My littermate, Raggs, is rather lazy and she often sleeps through anything exciting – and the snacks when Lois sits up late discussing a mystery with her friend Marge. But I’m always right there to nudge Lois in the right direction when she needs a bit of help and to share the snacks. It feels good to help her and, like I said, I don’t mind the attention I get when I do something clever either.

Character cats, just like real cats, like to be in the limelight.

Are you a talking cat in your books or just a silent one like I am who just meows occasionally?

It’s a little more often than occasionally that I meow. I make my own wants known as well as helping Lois when she misses clues. But I draw the line at talking. If Lois and her friends can’t learn my language, I don’t intend to speak theirs. I don’t know why it’s so difficult for them to understand me sometimes when I have no trouble at all understanding them.

A dilemma of many of our fellow cat characters who prefer not to speak human.

What advice would you give other cat characters?

Give your author the odd nudge and remind her you’re there. She needs to be sure to include you as often as possible in every book she writes. You’re much more interesting and photogenic than the humans in any story.

I agree completely, Ribbons. I actually nudged Debbie to give me this blog and my glorious image on the cover of our 3rd book, Written in Stone.

Do you have any new books coming out? Please give dates and details.

My first book in the Century Cottage Cozy Mystery series, A Timeless Celebration, was released at the end of October. And there’s a prequel novella, Out of Options, that is due to be released in December. Then I’ll need to give my author a shove and get her slaving away at Book 2 in the series. I can’t keep my fans waiting.

Good for you. Get that author writing.

Are you and/or your author on social media? If so, please list your links.

Like I’ve said, I let the humans do the talking. You can find my author on her website: and on social media. On Facebook she’s at and on Twitter she’s at @DianneAscroft.

Thanks for sharing your author’s links and for the purrfect interview. Best whiskers on your new release and future books of the series. I am also sharing your blog tour and giveaway below.

A Timeless Celebration (Century Cottage Cozy Mysteries)
by Dianne Ascroft

About the Book

A Timeless Celebration (Century Cottage Cozy Mysteries)
Cozy Mystery
1st in Series
Self Published (October 25, 2018)
Print Length: 245 pages

A small town, a big party, a stolen gift. When an artefact from the Titanic is stolen before her town’s 150th anniversary celebration, it’s up to Lois Stone to catch the thief.

Middle-aged widow Lois has moved from bustling Toronto to tranquil Fenwater and is settling into her new life away from the dangers of the city. Then two events happen that shatter her serenity: her house is burgled and an antique watch belonging to a Titanic survivor is stolen from the local museum. Her best friend, Marge, was responsible for the watch’s safekeeping until its official presentation to the museum at the town’s 150th anniversary party, and its disappearance will jeopardise her job and the museum’s future. Lois won’t let her friend take the blame and the consequences for the theft. She’s determined to find the watch in time to save her best friend’s job, the museum’s future and the town’s 150th anniversary celebration.

And so begins a week of new friends, apple and cinnamon muffins, calico cats, midnight intruders, shadowy caprine companions and more than one person with a reason to steal the watch, set against the backdrop of century houses on leafy residential streets, the swirling melodies of bagpipes, a shimmering heat haze and the burble of cool water.

About the Author

Dianne Ascroft is a Torontonian who has settled in rural Northern Ireland. She and her husband live on a small farm with an assortment of strong-willed animals.

A Timeless Celebration is the first novel in the Century Cottage Cozy Mysteries series.

Her previous fiction works include The Yankee Years series of novels and short reads, set in Northern Ireland during the Second World War; An Unbidden Visitor (a tale inspired by Fermanagh’s famous Coonian ghost); Dancing Shadows, Tramping Hooves: A Collection of Short Stories (contemporary tales), and an historical novel, Hitler and Mars Bars, which explores Operation Shamrock, a little known Irish Red Cross humanitarian endeavour.

Dianne writes both fiction and non-fiction. Her articles and short stories have been printed in Canadian and Irish magazines and newspapers. When she’s not writing, she enjoys walks in the countryside, evenings in front of her open fireplace and folk and traditional music.

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Sneaky Interviews Mab from Cat Cafe, A Crazy Cat Lady Mystery, by Mollie Hunt

Sneaky here with another pawsome interview of a pet character. Today, it’s my pleasure to cat chat with a fellow cozy mystery cat whose current book, Cat Cafe, is on tour with Great Escapes Virtual Book Tours.

Meow there. What is your name and your author’s name?

Oh, wow! It’s you— It’s really you! (Jumping up and down in kittenish glee) Sneaky, you’re my hero! I’m having a cat fit just to be in your presence. Okay, it’s not just because I’m young, only a little over a year— it’s because, guess what? I’m a Siamese too! Siameeeeese! Just like you!

Oh, but you wanted to know my name. I’m Mab, a purebred lilac point Siamese that my cohabitor character Lynley Cannon rescued from a nefarious breeder when I was just a baby kitten. And oh yeah, my author’s name is Mollie Hunt.

So mice to meet you, Mab, and I’m very honored to be your hero.

What book(s) have you appeared in? Please list them and their genre.

I wasn’t born when my author wrote the first of her Crazy Cat Lady cozy mystery series, Cats’ Eyes, but I came in with the second, Copy Cats, and have been with Lynley’s clowder ever since. (Cat’s Paw #3, Cat Call #4, and Cat Café #5)

Pawsome. I’m glad you joined the series. I’m sure you’re doing a great job. Siamese cat characters are purrfect fits for cat cozies.

Please tell me more about your series.

Mollie’s Crazy Cat Lady cozy mysteries feature Lynley Cannon, a sixty-something cat shelter volunteer who finds more trouble than a cat in catnip. Lynley lives in Portland, Oregon in an old Victorian house with her fluctuating number of cats. Right now our clowder is up to eight. Lynley is retired, and you wouldn’t think she could get herself into so many precarious situations, but it’s her natural, cat-like curiosity that makes her jump paws-first into extraordinary things.

Sounds like you have your paws full with a human character like that.

Are you based on a real cat such as your author’s? If so, please give further details.

Some of my clan, like Dirty Harry, Little, and Big Red, are real cats who actually live with my author. Then there are Violet and Emilio who are fashioned after cats Mollie has fostered in the past. I, myself, am a fictional creation and proud of it!

I’m fictional, too, although I’m slightly based on Debbie’s cat, Oliver, who has gone to Rainbow Bridge last year.

Can you share an excerpt from one of your books that features you in an important scene? If so, please include it.

Here is an excerpt from Copy Cats, the very first time Lynley met me. I was stuck in the little kennel where I had spent most of my life so far. She was in trouble too, because the people in the house were very bad men. She had to escape before she got hurt, but there was no way she was going to leave me behind…

“…“What will happen to the kitten?” I said impulsively.

“Take it,” Garrison said. “Take it to your cat shelter and sell it. I’m sure it’ll bring in a few bucks, even without papers.”

I held the small kit whom I had come to think of as Mab, the Faerie Queen from Celtic folklore. (Had she communicated that name to me or had I just made it up?) “Mab,” I said softly, stroking fur softer than silk.

“Huh?” Garrison grunted.

“Nothing,” I said, turning away from him before he could change his mind.

Suddenly through the open window over the kennel, I heard the crunch of gravel. Garrison heard it too. Instantly he tensed, head turned to listen.

“Are you expecting somebody?” I asked.

“You wait here,” was all he said as he bounded up the stairs, two at a time.

I heard his heavy footsteps cross the floor above; a car door slammed, then the babel of voices, loud but not loud enough for me to tell what was going on. I prayed that the visitor was someone who could get me out of that madhouse—a contingent of FBI agents with flack vests and automatic weapons would fit the bill nicely—but I had a feeling that I might not be so lucky.

Someone stomped into the living room, and a sharp, metallic clatter hit the floor. The hubbub continued: voices raised in anger; a high pitched bawl; the trample of feet resonating throughout the old house.

Then I caught a different sound, the wild wail of a Siamese cat. Mab pricked up her ears, the first real interest I’d seen in her since I came. Without thought, I sprinted toward the howl, taking the kitten with me. It was a reflex, with no clear brain-work behind it—very feline, as cats will often run to the cries of their kind. I did have the presence of mind to hang back once I reached the kitchen, not wanting to announce myself until I knew what I was getting into. The wail came again, then another and another—my God, how many cats did they have in there?”

Excellent. Great job, Mabs.

What do you like most about your role in your authors’ books?

Things are beginning to get exciting! Lynley is finally realizing that I’m more than your average kitty cat. You see, being named for a faerie, I have magical powers even beyond those normally possessed by cats. I look forward to helping solve mysteries and keep my cohabitor safe, (and hopefully not causing too much inadvertent mischief while I’m at it, but I am still a kitten at heart, so you can never tell.)

I’m sure you’re in for many more exciting adventures.

Are you a talking cat in your books or just a silent one like I am who just meows occasionally?

I, like my fur-sisters and brothers, do not talk human. We do, however, have a great deal of telepathic ability. Trouble is, humans are often too dense to pick up on what we try to project to them. That’s when I, a Siamese, revert to form and make lots of yowly noise.

We Siamese are certainly known for our vocal abilities.

What advice would you give other cat characters?

Don’t be afraid to influence the story. My author never knew I was going to turn out to be a magical cat until recently. Surprise!!

Great advice.

Do you have any new books coming out? Please give dates and details.

We just released Cat Café, Crazy Cat Lady cozy mystery #5 (A body is discovered on the floor of the cat café, and all the black cats are missing!) last month, so it will be a little while before the following book comes out. The next in line is Cosmic Cat (When a superhero cosplayer falls to his death at a comic con, Lynley is left holding the bag— and a cat!) and a Christmas novella called Cat Noel (Lynley finds a new meaning of Christmas when a wiccan’s familiar is cat-napped before the winter solstice festival and Lynley becomes her only hope.) That brings us to Cat Conundrum (A locked room. A dead man. The cat is the only witness, and he isn’t talking.) which is what Mollie is writing right now. There is also talk of Mollie’s cat scifi-fantasy Cat Summer being published soon by Fire Star Press!

Concatulations! Your author sure is busy. I know Debbie also has lots of ideas for our 5th Cobble Cove mystery adventure and is working on some other secret projects.

Are you and/or your author on social media? If so, please list your links.

I don’t have time for social media, being far too busy with cat stuff, such as playing, napping, eating, meditating… did I mention playing? But here are my author’s sites. I’m sure she’d purr if your readers stopped by!

Mollie’s Blogsite:

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I totally understand. The only social media I’m on is this blog. Thanks for sharing your author’s links, and best whiskers to you and Mollie on your upcoming books. Thanks also for the purrfect interview. I’m sharing your blog tour info below along with your rafflecopter.

Cat Café (Crazy Cat Lady Cozy Mystery Series)
by Mollie Hunt

About the Book

Cat Café (Crazy Cat Lady Cozy Mystery Series)

Cozy Mystery
5th in Series
Self Published (October 29, 2018)
Paperback: 330 pages
ISBN-10: 1986478955
ISBN-13: 978-1986478953
Digital ASIN: B07HKQ4TKT

A body is discovered on the floor of the cat café, and all the black cats are missing!

Sixty-something cat shelter volunteer Lynley Cannon always finds more trouble than a cat in catnip, but this time it’s not about her. Someone is targeting very senior citizens, and when Bea Landrew, elderly owner of the Blue Cat café turns up dead, Lynley’s mom Carol could be next.

Handsome Detective Devon is looking for a link between the victims when he makes a different sort of connection— with Lynley! It’s been a long time since the cat lady had romance in her life, but while her mom is in danger, the case comes first.

It appears the cat café will go the way of its deceased owner, but Bea’s grandson, a slick Miami businessman, steps in at the last minute. Arthur is not a cat person so why would he bother? Romeo, the big Russian Blue, senses ulterior motives, but who will listen to a cat?

A black cat rescue, an antique photograph, an elaborate payback. Is this killer seeking justice or vengeance? With death as the objective, the results are the same.

About the Author

Mollie Hunt & Tinkerbelle, Registered Pet Partners

Native Oregonian Mollie Hunt has always had an affinity for cats, so it was a short step for her to become a cat writer. Mollie is the author of the Crazy Cat Lady cozy mystery series, including Cats’ Eyes, Copy Cats, Cat’s Paw, Cat Call, and Cat Café. The series features Portland native Lynley Cannon, a sixty-something cat shelter volunteer who finds more trouble than a cat in catnip. Mollie also published a non-cat mystery, Placid River Runs Deep, which delves into murder, obsession, and the challenge of chronic illness in bucolic southwest Washington. Two of her short cat stories have been published in anthologies, one of which, The Dream Spinner, won the prestigious CWA Muse Medallion this year.

Mollie is a member of the Oregon Writers’ Colony, Sisters in Crime, Willamette Writers, the Cat Writers’ Association, and the Northwest Independent Writers Association. She lives in Portland, Oregon with her husband and a varying number of cats. Like Lynley, she is a grateful shelter volunteer.

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Sneaky’s Guest Post about His Experience Meeting the New Kitty in Love on the Rocks and Some Tips on Introducing a New Cat into your Home

This guest post by meow truly was featured on My Reading Journeys as part of Debbie’s blog tour on Great Escapes Virtual Book Tours.

A New Cat in Town Equals a Pawsome Challenge to Sneaky the Library Cat

Meow there. It’s my pleasure to chat on My Reading Journeys blog about Debbie’s new release, Love on the Rocks. I have to admit, I wasn’t too happy when Debbie decided to introduce a new kitty into Cobble Cove. This three-colored kitten came to live at the Cobble Inn with Alicia’s best friend, Gilly, who recently married Sheriff Ramsay. The happy couple eloped and celebrated their marriage in Hawaii where they found a kitten on the beach, and Gilly decided to bring it home. Don’t ask me how she got around airport regulations and quarantines and stuff. For those who’ve read the other books in our series, you’ll know that Gilly has a certain way with people, especially men if you know what I mean. Don’t get me wrong. These are cozy mysteries, after all, but Gilly is a shameless tease in a harmless way. What’s less harmless is how she convinces Alicia to investigate crimes with her. I know John, Alicia’s husband, wasn’t too pleased when they started to search for the killer of the man originally suspected of lacing Valentine candy with poison at the Cobble Cove library where Alicia works as a librarian and Gilly as a clerk.

My main topic is the orange, white, and black kitten named KittyKai. When I was first introduced to her, I was a gentleman albeit a bit scared. Here’s the scene. Judge for yourself if my reaction was proper.

“Oh, my gosh, Gilly!” Alicia said, almost choking on her cookie. “I don’t believe it. You brought a cat back from Hawaii. How did you manage that?” She was thinking about the quarantines and airline procedures.

“I have my ways,” she said rolling her eyes provocatively. “The check-in clerks and the captain found me quite alluring. Ron was jealous, but I got us a kitty. I found her on the beach, poor thing. I think she’ll make a great inn cat.” She brought the kitten over to the table. The twins went wild. “Kitty, Kitty,” they both called, reaching out. She handed the cat to Alicia who let Carol and Johnny pet her.

“It’s a little girl,” Alicia said, examining the backside of the kitten.

“Yep. Her name is KittyKai. ‘Kai’ means ‘sea’ in Hawaiian.”

“Pretty, the name and the cat. I never had a calico.”

“You should get a cat. The twins will be old enough soon to have a pet.”

“I think Sneaky’s enough for us,” John said, “and Fido when Dad brings him by.”

“Speaking of Sneaky,” Gilly said, “Look!” She pointed at the carrier where a beige head was peeking out. Slowly, the Siamese ambled out.

Gilly picked up KittyKai and placed her on the ground.

“Gilly, I don’t think…” Alicia was alarmed that Sneaky might harm the kitten. Instead, he sniffed her. KittyKai, however, drew her small body back, black, orange, and white fur standing on end, her tail erect—the signs of confrontation. She hissed in Sneaky’s face.

Luckily, we resolved our differences as most cats do. One thing in KittyKai’s favor is that she’s a lady. Not that I would have any romantic interest in her. Not only is she a minor, but I’ve been neutered which is the operation we cats get at the vets so we don’t have babies. I don’t mind. I like to be unencumbered.

The one thing that still nags at me, though, is that KittyKai got her photo on our book cover. I know I shouldn’t complain because my photo was on the last book, Written in Stone. However, it still irks me because I’m the top cat in this series, and I intend to remain that way.

For a case of fiction imitates life or vice versa, Debbie recently adopted two kittens and is in the process of introducing them to her 10-year old cat, Stripey.

For those of you facing a new cat or kitten in your home, here are some links that may make the introductions between the newcomer and your resident cat less stressful.

Hermione’s Kitty Korner Post #2: I love my Brother but . . . .

Purrs, it’s Hermione. I’m back with my second post. In case you missed my introduction, you can still read it here:

My brother Harry also posts in this Kitty Korner. He recently wrote about the things he likes and doesn’t like. One thing he mentioned was that he’d “caught” a spring toy and brought it to Debbie’s daughter, Holly. The truth is that I was the one who did that, so I just want to set the record straight. Girl kitties happen to be the better mousers IMHKO (In my humble kitty opinion), whether the mouse is of the rodent variety or of the toy type.

Don’t get me wrong. I love my brother Harry dearly. We are inseparable and that’s why Debbie and Holly adopted both of us. However, Harry, like most males of any species, can be a bit annoying. Case in point. After we came from the shelter, we both had eye infections. The vet prescribed Terramycin ointment, an antibiotic, to clear them up.. I took the stuff like a camper, and my infection cleared up very quickly. However, Harry, as he explained in his first column, doesn’t like taking medicine of any kind. Although he put up a fuss, Debbie and Holly persisted and was able to apply the stuff to Harry’s eye. But before the infection cleared up completely, Harry chewed into the tube making it unusable. Even so, Harry’s eye continued to improve possibly because Debbie and Holly also give us Lysine treats which are good for keeping eyes healthy. The part that peeves me is that, as Harry’s eye improved, mine got bad again. Now I look like I’m winking all the time, and Debbie is buying another tube of terramycin for me.

Enough complaining about brothers and boy cats. Here’s something that only I do that Harry doesn’t imitate. I like to stick my paws under the door. I was trying to interest Stripey, the older resident cat in our new home, to pay some attention to us. Whenever we come face-to-face with him, he growls and runs off. But when I stick my paw under the door, he watches in curiosity and sometimes even joins in a good game of patting paw.

That’s about it for meow. I’ll be back to share more interesting kitty tidbits and so will Harry, but I’m sure you’ll like mine more. Harry’s a nice guy for a brother, but he can be a bit boring.