Hello, Mr. Cat. Please introduce yourself and your author.
My name is Saber. My author’s name is Sandra Baublitz.
Mice to meet you. What book(s) have you appeared in? Please list them and their genre.
I have appeared in the Dog Detective series of cozy mysteries, in Books 2 and 3. Book 2 is Bassets and Blackmail. Book 3 is Canines and Crime. Now, I have my series. The first book is Meowing for Murder.
That’s pawsome. It’s great to have your own series. I’m the main star of the Cobble Cove cozy mystery series, and Debbie has beefed up my role in the recent books. I even helped her win an award from the Cat Writers’ Association for my eBook, Sneaky’s Christmas Mystery. Notice that I’m in the title. In the upcoming 5th book of the series, I actually witness a murder, but I don’t want to give away any other spoilers just yet.
Tell me about your series, Saber.
I am in two. I’m in A Dog Detective Series, and now, I am in and am the star of A Clever Cat Detective Series. Hint: I’m the clever cat.
You’re the clever cat, and I’m the sneaky cat – mol (meow out loud).
Are you based on a real cat such as your author’s? If so, please give further details.
Yes, I am based on a real cat. My author’s cat. Miss Kitty. She is black too. My author found her. Miss Kitty showed up at her house, and she was starving. She was so skinny, her ribs showed. My author nursed her back to health. And now she is a fine and healthy queen of the household. And my author is her servant. It is Miss Kitty who convinced my author that she needed to have a black cat in the Dog Detective series. Miss Kitty said the dogs shouldn’t have all the fun.
Your author’s cat is very smart. I’m also based on a real cat. He was Debbie’s Siamese, Oliver, but he’s gone to Rainbow Bridge. She has three other cats now, one of them is a black cat named Harry. There’ll be a black cat guest in the 5th Cobble Cove mystery coming out soon, but he won’t be named Harry.
Can you share an excerpt from one of your books that features you in an important scene? If so, please include it.
Yes, I can.
Excerpt from Canines and Crime:
Paw straightened up, swiveled his head, and ran through the gloomy corridor backstage.
Bruce and I ran after him with Alma and Jill bringing up the rear. When we got there, Paw’s head was wedged behind a tall wooden cabinet, the wardrobe, his tail waving languidly. Meowing, along with a small child’s voice, came from behind the wardrobe.
Paw wedged his head against the tall wardrobe and peeked an eye through the gap between the back of the wardrobe and the wall.
A child’s giggle sounded from behind the wardrobe. Paw raised his right front leg and thrust it forward in the gap as he woofed encouragement to the child.
I heard a rustling behind the wardrobe. A child’s voice said, “Hey! Come back here, Kitty!”
Paw jumped back, pulling his leg out of the gap and sat on his haunches just before Saber poked his head out from behind the wardrobe. The cat slinked out, twitched his tail then turned and poked his head back in the gap. “Meow!”
More rustling sounded from behind the wardrobe. “All right,” the young boy’s voice grumbled. “I’m coming.”
I held my breath as I waited to see the child emerge. Slowly, tousled brown curls peeked from behind the wardrobe and the young boy lifted his head and scowled at those of us standing in the hallway. Saber pulled his head from the gap and sat down while Paw leaned forward and slurped the boy’s face.
He giggled, reached up with a small hand, and wiped his face, saying, “That tickles.”
Harry poked my arm and jerked his head toward the little boy, indicating I should take the lead. I slowly knelt by Paw and placed my hand on his back. “Hi there. This is my dog, Paw. He’d like you to come out and play with him.”
“My name is Clarissa. What’s yours?”
The boy stared solemnly at me. “Taylor.” He edged closer to Paw and put a tentative hand on Paw’s broad chest. “He sure is a big dog.”
“He’s a St. Bernard. They get big although Paw is large for his breed.”
Paw sniffed at the boy’s curls and nuzzled him, eliciting more giggles from the child.
The boy crawled out from behind the wardrobe and I got a good look at him. The child was small which explained how he could fit behind the wardrobe. I glanced over my shoulder at the others to see Jon Kenyon’s irritated scowl dissolve into a look of concern and Jill cover her mouth with her hand in a gesture of dismay.
I turned back to Taylor. “Where’s your family? Your parents?”
The boy shrugged. “They’re dead.”
Behind me, Jill gasped.
Taylor looked up at the others and began to edge back toward the wardrobe.
Before I could do anything, Paw lay down on his side and rolled on his back, woofing for attention.
The boy shifted his attention back to Paw and reached out to rub his belly. Saber, not wanting to relinquish the boy’s attention, hurried over to rub against his side. While the cat and dog held his attention, I stood up and moved over to speak to Bruce and Harry.
Here’s a Teaser from Meowing for Murder, too:
Although they had only arrived yesterday, Lillian was going to try the harness this morning because she wanted to canvass the neighborhood in her investigations. No sense in keeping Saber cooped up if he was willing to tolerate walking on the leash.
The cat lay stretched out in the middle of her bed, snoozing contentedly.
Lillian approached him cautiously and caressed his back. As she gently eased on the harness, Saber wiggled and grumbled, but fortunately, he didn’t bite or claw at her.
She securely latched the harness, stood up, and stepped back.
Saber glared at her, jumped off the bed, and turned in circles, shrugging and bucking to free himself of the harness. He raced out the bedroom door.
From the living room, Miriam screamed. “What’s wrong with your cat?”
Lillian ran down the hall and stopped suddenly.
Saber just missed her legs as he flew around the room in a frenzy. Fortunately, the cat didn’t knock anything over. He raced in circles for several minutes then flopped down on his side.
“What did you do to him?” Miriam asked.
“I put on his harness.”
“Harness? Do cats wear those? Lillian, you can’t honestly think you’re going to take that cat for a walk, do you?”
Lillian ignored her sister and approached Saber. “Hey, sweetie. Don’t you want to go for a walk outside?”
Saber lay on the floor, grumbling under his breath. When Lillian bent to touch him, the cat jumped up and ran to the door, turning his back to her.
Lillian stood up, placing her hands on her hips. Over her shoulder, she said to her sister, “You’re not helping.”
To Saber, she said, “I’m going for a walk around the neighborhood to see if I can find out any information about what happened last night. If you want to go with me and get outside, you’re going to have to wear that harness and leash. If not, you can stay here with Miriam.”
Lillian turned around and returned to her bedroom, where she pulled the leash from her luggage. When she returned to the living room, Saber still sat by the door, but he faced her. He stood up as she approached, so she bent down and attached the leash. When she opened the door, the cat willingly walked out without complaint.
Lillian threw a smirk over her shoulder to her sister, who sat with mouth agape.
She stepped out onto the porch and closed the door with a click. Breathing a silent sigh of relief that Saber cooperated, she and the cat moved down the steps and along the front walk. Lillian stopped and allowed Saber time to sniff the sidewalk and gaze around. She turned to the right, but Saber pulled on the leash to cross the street. Deciding to allow the cat his way, Lillian followed him across the street.
Purrfect excerpt. Thanks for sharing.
What do you like most about your role in your authors’ books?
I like finding clues in my author’s books. I also like keeping everyone on their toes when I hiss at them, or occasionally claw. And of course, it’s important to keep my fellow detective, Lillian, safe. Humans don’t always use the best judgment. It’s up to a cat to keep them from walking into trouble.
That’s the truth. I try to protect Alicia. In my forthcoming book, but there’s a good reason I can’t, but, again, I will save the spoilers for when the book is released.
Are you a talking cat in your books or just a silent one like I am who just meows occasionally?
I meow. Also, I hiss or growl a warning.
That used to be my modus operandi until Debbie started allowing her readers to see my thoughts. I think this makes for a fuller feline experience, just my humble cat opinion.
What advice would you give other cat characters?
Well, I have rules for detecting. And my first rule is: Don’t get distracted by a mouse when you’re on a case. I think that’s important to remind other feline characters. Otherwise, just be your normal awesome catness.
Great advice. It’s very easy for us cats to become distracted, as you know, and it can have disastrous consequences..
Do you have any new books coming out? Please give dates and details.
Yes. Meowing for Murder. The first book in my Clever Cat Detective Series is releasing September 15. Lillian and I go to visit her sister, Miriam, and find a dead body in her sister’s living room. Now, it’s up to us to find out why the woman broke in and who killed her.
That sounds like it will be a bestseller.
Are you and/or your author on social media? If so, please list your links.
Yes, we are on social media. Here are the links:
Thanks so much for joining me, Saber. Best whiskers to you and your author on your new release and new series. I’m sharing her bio below and some other details she asked me to include about both your series.
SANDRA Baublitz is a lover of all animals. She has always loved dogs and cats.
A Dog Detective series originally began as a contest entry. Paw’s creation was influenced by the Beethoven movies and the author’s desire to own a Saint Bernard.
The author never got the opportunity to own a St. Bernard and her current cats will not allow a new addition.
Lillian and Saber crashed the party in Book 2 of the series. Saber demanded his own series and the Clever Cat was born.
Ms. Baublitz hopes her readers enjoy reading about them as much as she enjoys writing about them.