Today’s interview is with another exciting fur guest. Please tell us your name and a little about yourself, Kitty.
Thumper, here! I’m a tuxedo cat, the main ‘critter’ in Elaine Faber’s Black Cat Mysteries.
What book(s) have you appeared in? Please list them and their genre.
Black Cat’s Legacy, Black Cat and the Lethal Lawyer and Black Cat and the Accidental Angel are all cozy cat mysteries filled with thrills, chills, and me! How exciting is that?
Sounds pawsome. I must add them to my TBP (to be pawed) pile.
Are you in a series? If so, please give information about it.
Yes, the books are a series. Each book stands as an exciting mystery. BCL tells how I met Kimberlee, trying to solve her father’s cold case murder. In BCLL Kimberlee takes me to a horse ranch in Texas, where I meet my lady love and confront a crooked attorney and murder. In BCAA, my lady love and I cope with memory loss, emus and skullduggery on a Nevada City, CA. vineyard. Cold case murder, romance, secret identities, embezzling, fake charities, and cats! Oh my!
Very mice plots, I must say.
Are you based on a real cat such as your author’s? If so, please give fur-ther details.
My external appearance resembles Elaine’s black and white tuxedo cat with multiple toes, but my personality and charm are a credit to Elaine’s warped imagination; a fabulous combination, if I do say so myself.
I follow in those paw-steps myself. I look like Debbie’s Siamese, but I’m a much better actor, although he’s a better singer especially early in the morning when he wants to eat. Debbie also once had a tuxedo cat, but he was gray and white. He is on Rainbow Bridge now, but she also wrote a short story and a book with him in it that wasn’t a cozy.
Can you share an excerpt from one of your books that features you in an important scene? If so, please include it.
Thumper Meets Noe-Noe — Black Cat and the Lethal Lawyer
Four white feet tucked beneath his belly and his fluffy black tail whipping, Thumper peeked out from beneath the sofa. A delightful scent teased his nostrils and made the hair on his neck stand erect. The scent tasted familiar and yet…evocative and foreign.
He poked his head from beneath the sofa and lifted his nose, drew in the bouquet, rolled it around his teeth, seeking the direction of the tantalizing bouquet. He crept from his hiding place and followed the enticing aroma. Aha. The flavor of a feminine flower.
She drew him as if by magic−teasing, taunting, beguiling, until his senses reeled, but he was unable to locate this unseen temptress, this captivating illusion. He followed the fragrance into the library, his gaze traveled up the bookcases.
Their eyes met as she peered down at him, her front toes curled beneath her breast. The sun streaming through the window shimmered off her silken ears. Her fur…buttercups in a field of marigolds. Her eyes…midnight slits peeking through golden moons. Her sensuous tail coiled around her nose, rising and falling in a hypnotizing rhythm.
She was not a gossamer dream, but a lissome feline goddess. She stared down from atop the shelf−a living, breathing challenge to his masterful woomanship.
Usually preferring darker-striped girlfriends, his interest in this golden vixen was both perplexing and titillating.
He always fancied himself a diplomatic lover, not given to one-night stands, having heard tales of Father’s abandonment, and Mother waiting in vain for Father’s return.
Now, to put his best foot forward…but which foot? All four black legs ended in elegant, snowy white feet with multiple toes.
“Howdy, stranger. New in town?” The sound of her voice, like the thrum of a hummingbird’s wings, thudded through his heart.
He stared into her enchanting face−the angle of her teasing whiskers−the slant of taunting ears−her tantalizing eyes, tinged ever so slightly with green, glittered like diamonds. Her tiny pointed teeth−perfection! She breathed a sigh and twitched her tail.
“Thumper’s the name. Brought the family to the ranch to visit. Care to show me around?” He licked his bib, turned and stared out the window. “Not that it matters one way or the other, you understand. Just sayin.’” Please say yes, oh please, please, say yes…!
“Thumper? What kind of name is that? Sounds like a rabbit.”
His heart crumpled. There it was again, that silly name. Thumper−like the bunny. How many times had he wished his name was Butch or Felix. But no, he was Thumper. His dream of a romantic fling with this straw-colored vixen had as much chance as a balloon at a porcupine’s birthday party. He sighed, hung his head and turned toward the door.
He stopped, ears perked, whiskers taunt. “Yes?”
She stood and rearranged her sumptuous body. “Don’t go yet, Thumper. I like rabbits.”
Great scene. By the way, Debbie’s tuxedo was named Floppy, and people also mistook the name for that of a bunny. He was actually named for Floppy disks back in the day.
What do you like most about your role in your authors’ books?
With the aid of my ancestors’ memories, I can direct my ‘persons’ to clues that solve the mysteries, making me crucial to the plot. The best parts are when I am the POV character and narrate the story and/or have conversations with my lady love.
Are you a talking cat in your books or just a silent one like I am who just meows occasionally?
I talk to other animals and my sweetheart in BCLL and more in BCAA. I don’t talk to people.
People aren’t worth talking to, anyway. IMUO (In My Un-humble Opinion)
What advice would you give other cat characters?
Stop writing cat mysteries. Then my novels would be the only cozy cat mysteries on Amazon ($3.99); mom would get rich and I’d get roast beast every night! MOL!!!!
That’s a bit greedy, don’t you think? But you do make a good point.
Do you have any new books coming out? Please give dates and details.
Not immediately. After three cat mysteries, mom stated a new series, Mrs. Odboddy – Hometown Patriot, a WWII humorous adventure with an elderly lady protagonist, Thank goodness, she does has a cat! Mom can’t decide, should she write another Mrs. Odboddy or a fourth Black Cat Mystery? What do you think?
I think that’s up to your author. My author likes to write a standalone in between our series. In fact, she has one in the works, and it actually also has two cats in it, but they play minor roles. She also has another cozy series in mind.
Are you and/or your author on social media? If so, please list your links.
Black Cat’s Legacy http://tinyurl.com/lrvevgm
Black Cat and the Lethal Lawyer http://tinyurl.com/q3qrgyu
Black Cat and the Accidental Angel http://tinyurl.com/07zcsm2
Mrs. Odboddy – Hometown Patriot http://tinyurl.com/hdbvzsv
Face Book http://tinyurl.com/zm2j4n5
I am also including my author’s bio if you don’t mind.
Of claus not, Thumper.
Elaine Faber is a member of Sisters in Crime, Inspire Christian Writers and Cat Writers Association.
Elaine’s cozy mysteries include. Black Cat’s Legacy; Black Cat and the Lethal Lawyer, and Black Cat and the Accidental Angel. Black Cat, the cat with the memories, tackles a California cold case murder, a Texas embezzling lawyer, and skullduggery at an emu farm in the Sierra Nevada foothills. Mrs. Odboddy Hometown Patriot: Whether exposing conspiracies and Nazi spies, serving on the coast watch, or carrying a package to President Roosevelt, Agnes Agatha Odboddy fights WWII from the home front.
Elaine lives in Elk Grove, CA. She and her husband share their home with three house cats, the inspiration for the Black Cat Mysteries. The Agnes Odboddy character is a figment of Elaine’s vivid imagination and in no way relates to her quirky personality.
Thank you, Thumper. Best whiskers to you and Elaine on your forthcoming books.