Sneaky Interviews Sashkatu from Magic Runs Amok by Sharon Pape

Sneaky here with another pawsome interview. Today, I’m cat chatting with a fellow feline character. Hello, Mr. Cat. Can you please introduce yourself and your author?

My name is Sashkatu and the person who thinks she knows me well enough to write about me calls herself Sharon Pape.

I star in her Abracadabra cozy mystery series: Magick & Mayhem, That Olde White Magick, and Magick Run Amok, the latter released May first.

Very mice to meet you, and concats on your new book. Please tell me more about your series.

The Abracadabra Mysteries are about an ancient family of sorcerers who emigrated from England to this land, before it was even a country. Kailyn runs the family magick shop. I of course provide her with support and companionship. She would never be able to carry on without me, although she does have her aunt Tilly as well as a visitor from long ago by the name of Merlin. The other cats in our house act like teeny boppers around a rock idol whenever he’s near. I’m far too important and refined to act that way.

Ever since the first murder in our town’s history, Kailyn has been busy investigating and bringing killers to justice with her boyfriend, TV newsman Travis Anderson. He’s nice enough, but I can’t imagine why she wants him hanging around. I’m the one who’s been instrumental in saving her life on a number of occasions. 

Your books sound pawsome.

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

I’m an original – can’t you tell? I may have certain characteristics that seem similar to the author’s grandcats, but I assure you that they are copies of yours truly.

I’m an original myself. The cat I was loosely based on, my author’s Siamese, went to Rainbow Bridge in November.

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

Here you go, Sneaky. This is from my new release, Magic Runs Amok:

Five cats greeted me at the door. Maybe greeted was too strong a word. They locked eyes with me as if they were trying to send me a message. Although telepathy was not one of my talents, I had a pretty good idea what was on their minds. “I’m not late,” I told them. They were unswayed. It occurred to me that they might be taking orders from Sashkatu who hadn’t yet made an entrance. The wily old boy must have gotten to them, made them his puppets. It wasn’t the first time. He probably convinced them they’d been neglected, forgotten, forsaken.

            “Sashki, come out; come out wherever you are.” When he didn’t make an appearance, I went searching for him. I looked everywhere I could think of, before deciding that he must have found a new place to hide and nurse his snit. The other cats were waiting for me in the kitchen, so I fixed their dinner, even though it was half an hour early. I was hoping the smell of food would draw Sashki out, but he seemed determined to ignore me and his stomach.

            I found him an hour later when I was watering the plants in the living room.  He was sleeping, curled around the trunk of the potted Fichus, his black coat great camouflage on the dark soil. When the first drop of water hit his fur, you’d have thought it was hot oil by his reaction. He jumped up hissing, back arched, ears flat against his head. Admirable reflexes for a cat of his years. I felt bad about his rude awakening, but he had brought it upon himself. When he followed me into the kitchen looking for his dinner, I gave him some leftover salmon with his kibble. He took it as the olive branch I meant it to be and, after licking the dish clean, he climbed up on the couch where I was sitting. In his absence, the other cats had come to snuggle with me. He glared at the tabby in my lap until she left, then he took his rightful place there with a grumble of contentment.

A pawsome excerpt, Sashkatu!

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

I like being respected for my role in Kailyn’s life. I like the fact that she never takes the other felines to the shop with her – just me. I love my tufted window ledge in the sun. I love the custom steps that help me reach the places I have trouble getting to as I grow old. I like eating in private at my own pace, away from the rest of the cats. I love my pillow next to Kailyn’s in bed. The other cats don’t dare go near it or they’d get a good boxing around the ears. And I love being heroic when she’s in trouble.

It’s obvious you are top cat to Kailyn.

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

I talk in my head. Were I to say aloud half the things I’m thinking, a lot of people would consider me rude and intolerant.

MOL – Meow Out Loud. I think most of us character cats and probably real-life cats feel the same.

What advice would you give other cat characters?

I would tell them not to tolerate any nonsense from the author or other animals. I would tell them to demand salmon on a regular basis and a padded window seat in the sun. And most importantly, I would tell them to stay far away from any book in which I am featured.

Don’t worry about me. I’m quite happy in Cobble Cove, and I also have a window in the sun in the Cobble Cove library’s children’s room not to mention my room upstairs which contains my litter box, a cat tree, and toys.

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

As a matter of fact, my newest book, Magick Run Amok, was released on May first. Another mystery in which I strut my stuff, if you know what I mean.

I certainly do. Best whiskers on your new release.

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

Yes, we are on social media, but I generally let my author deal with that type of thing. I have to catch up on my sleep so I can be ready to save Kailyn’s life. A hero’s work is never done. Sharon added her sites below.




Thank you so much, Saskatchu and thank your author, too. It’s been a purrfect pleasure cat chatting with you. Here is a link to your blog tour on Escape with Dollycas into a Good Book:

I’m also including a link to your author’s rafflecopter giveaway on your blog tour for those who wish to enter:


Feature Friday Film: Cats and Computers

My author Debbie’s cat, Stripey, seems to enjoy using and being near computers. Check out this shot of him on a laptop and then watch videos about other cats and computers. Also, feel free to share photos of your own cats at the keyboard.


Sneaky Interviews Sylvester from The Psycho Cat and The Landlady Mystery Series by Joyce Brown

I have a very interesting guest here today. What is your name and your author’s name, Mr. Cat?

My name is Sylvester, a suitable name for a big cat like me, and my author is Joyce Ann Brown.

(Note from author: Sylvester’s nickname, which he doesn’t seem to want to share, is Psycho Cat. He earned that name with his erratic behavior during kittenhood. That’s Psycho, not psychic, but sometimes he seems to be both when he sniffs out clues and knows good from evil.)

Very mice to meet you, Psycho Cat, I mean Sylvester.

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

 CATastrophic Connections, FURtive Investigation, Nine LiFelines, and Tailed. All cozy mysteries.


Concatulations! I’m going to be on my fourth book soon, too. My author just finished writing the first draft of it.

Are you in a series? If so, please give information about it.

I’m proud to have my name on The Psycho Cat and the Landlady Mystery series. The stories are set, in the most part, in Kansas City, Missouri. Beth, the landlady of several duplex and condo rental properties, adopts me at the end of the first book after I’ve helped save my first owner, Beth’s niece, from a maniacal murderer. In the following books, I point out clues with yowls, scratches, purrs, and a bit of berserk behavior. (Not to be boastful, but I act that way on purpose, so the humans will pay attention.) I also get the jump on a couple of would-be kidnappers—protective behavior, NOT psycho. “Sniff.”

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

Ha! I’m based on all cats that act psycho at times. (I’m told that’s most of them, not only my author’s cats, Moose and Chloe.) My author collects anecdotes about cats and lets me live them in her books. If you have any good cat stories, let Joyce Ann Brown know. I’ll get to do something new in our next book.

What a pawsome opportunity. My author Debbie’s cat, Stripey, is definitely a psycho cat at times. I also have my moments especially when Alicia or Laura at the library give me catnip.

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

This is from Tailed when Beth and her husband, Arnie, are on an RV trip with Beth’s sister, Meg, and her husband. Psycho Cat is traveling with Beth and Weeny the dog is with Meg. Suspect forces are at work, but no one in the party is ready to accept what they can’t prove. Beth and Arnie are sitting on the bed in the RV.

Arnie sat on the other side of Psycho Cat and gave him a thorough massage so that the contented cat rolled onto his back to encourage a tummy rub. “There’s nothing missing that I can tell. Nobody broke in. Meg just forgot to lock the door. Don’t give her trouble. It’s understandable she’d forget when she was carrying this big guy outta here.”

“If anyone tried to break-in while Psycho Cat was here, before Meg got him, he would’ve been up to his old tricks and scared the intruder away,” Beth said.

* * *

“Do you think someone got into the RV while Psycho Cat was gone?” Beth asked. “Should I go over and ask Meg if she’s sure she locked the door when she took him to her RV?”

“They probably went straight to bed. Besides, you don’t want to embarrass her. She might have been struggling to carry this big boy and just not gotten it locked. We’ve all had a hard evening, and there’s been no harm done here.”

Arnie stopped petting, and Psycho Cat jumped off the bed, hissed at its wooden base, and prowled the perimeter. He ran to Beth’s feet, pawed her leg, and met her with a deep meow and a paw jab at the bedspread when she leaned over to calm him with a head rub.

She leaned over and lifted the spread. “What’s the matter, are you still complaining that you were kidnapped away from your favorite napping place to spend the evening with Weeny? Everything’s alright now. We’re here. Come up with me.” She lifted the cat back up beside her on the bed and continued stroking his smooth yellow fur.

Wow, Meow. That was a purrfect excerpt.

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

I get to help solve murder mysteries by being myself.

That’s always a good thing.

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

I meow and hiss and yowl and growl deep in my throat, but I don’t speak human.

Who would want to? Those humans never understand each other, anyway – MOL (meow out loud).

What advice would you give other cat characters?

Be your cat self, and you’ll be great. Be patient with those people who talk baby talk to you. As Mark Twain said, ““If man could be crossed with the cat it would improve man, but deteriorate the cat.”

My favorite quote. That Twain guy was pretty wise for a human.

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

The fourth Psycho Cat and the Landlady Mystery was released in February. Tailed is the book from which I took the excerpt above. Gil and Freddy, the two bumbling crooks who follow Beth and me, get their own mindboggling chapters in our latest adventure.

Excellent. Way to go, Sylvester!

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

Our Website is:

Other links where you can find Joyce Ann Brown (and me) are:







Amazon Author Page:

Blogs: and

Hometown Reads:

You and your author sure are social. I notice you’re on Hometown Reads, too. So are my Cobble Cove books. Your author also has a few blogs. Debbie has her own, and I take care of this one.

Is there anything else you’d like to share with my readers?

Here is a YouTube video where I tell more about how Beth and I solve the mysteries in each of our books:

Thank you so much. That was a great video. I love videos. I even feature a cat-related film each Friday on this blog.

Best whiskers to you and Joyce Ann Brown on your wonderful series.

Good News to Meow About

Hi, it’s Sneaky with some pawsome news to share with you readers. My author has received a purr-stigious Certificate of Excellence from the Cat Writer’s Association for her short story, The Path to Rainbow Bridge.

Concats to Debbie for this wonderful story about where kitties go when they leave this world.

A familiar poem for many pet lovers describes a place called Rainbow Bridge where pets go when they pass on and where their beloved human eventually joins them. If you have ever lost a special animal companion and wondered if Rainbow Bridge actually exists and what it’s like, the answer is imagined in The Path to Rainbow Bridge.

This story, told from the cats’ point of view, takes place during preparations for an incoming resident—a woman named Kate’s elderly Siamese. The cats Kate has bonded with throughout her life also reside on Rainbow Bridge and are happy to welcome the new member of their fur family. However, a big surprise awaits one of them after the new cat arrives.

If you haven’t read this wonderful story, it’s available as an eBook for only 99 cents and also in print from within the Realms of Fantastic Stories anthology from Solstice Publishing.

Feature Friday Film: Friday the 13th and Black Cats

Today is Friday the 13th which is supposed to be an unlucky day according to superstition. Connected with this belief is the idea that black cats are evil and one crossing your path is a bad omen. Today’s Feature Friday Films debunk that myth by showing how lucky and fun it is to have a black cat. Enjoy and good luck to you today!