Interview with Hitchcock from the Bad Luck Cat Mysteries by Kay Finch

Sneaky has a new guest on this blog today. Hello, black cat. What is your name and your author’s name?

My name is Hitchcock, and my author is Kay Finch.

Very mice to meet you, Hitchcock.What book(s) have you appeared in? Please list them and their genre.


I have appeared in the cozy mysteries Black Cat Crossing and The Black Cat Knocks on Wood.  They call my books The Bad Luck Cat Mysteries even though I, of course, have never caused one bit of bad luck for anyone. Honest.

I certainly believe you, but some people think a black cat crossing one’s path causes bad luck. I purrsonally don’t agree. My best friends are black cats – Midnight Louie, Familiar, and others who have appeared on this blog before. you.

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


I am totally a figment of my author’s imagination, though I’m told she had a feline writing sidekick named Alice during the writing of Black Cat Crossing.

Debbie’s feline sidekick is Oliver who is also a Siamese like I am, but he’s older and not as good an actor in my opinion, although he could’ve been a singer with his vocal ability waking Debbie up so he can be fed early in the morning, but then she gets a chance to write about me, so that’s cool.

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

 Tyanne passed the man and the pickup. When she pulled into the parking lot, I carried Hitchcock over to the driver’s side door. Ty had already powered the window down. Her daughter Abby sat in the passenger seat.

     “Sorry I don’t have a cat carrier with me,” I said. “I sure appreciate you coming over.”

     Abby held out her arms. “I can hold the kitty.”

     Tyanne didn’t say a word. She was focused on her rearview mirror. I turned to watch as the red pickup’s passenger side door was flung open, presumably by the driver. The man ran around the back of the truck to jump in. He pulled the door shut behind him.

     I realized who he was at the same moment Tyanne said, “What the heck is Hayden Birch doing over there, and who’s that woman who just picked him up?”

     “Mrreow,” Hitchcock said as he squirmed in my arms.

     I turned to look at the truck again. As though determined to find out the answers to Ty’s questions himself, the cat sprang away from me and raced toward the truck as it started to pull away from the curb.

     “No, Hitchcock,” I shouted. “Stop.”

     I couldn’t believe my eyes when the cat made a long graceful arc through the air, the leash flying behind him like a skinny Superman cape. I prayed that the end of the leash wouldn’t get caught on the trailer hitch and let out a whoosh of breath when the cat and leash disappeared into the pickup bed.

     “Dear Lord,” Tyanne said, her gaze still glued to the rearview. “Did you see that?”

     I had, and I was already in her back seat.

     “Hurry, Ty,” I said. “Follow that truck.”

Purrfect. You are a natural, Hitchcock.

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

I’m the first one to hear the scenes in the mystery novel that my owner, Sabrina Tate, is writing. She talks to herself when she plots, then she reads each chapter aloud to me when she’s finished writing it.

I’d say that’s a great advantage.

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

You would consider me a silent cat even though my brain’s always working a mile a minute. Every once in a while I let out a “Mrreow.”

I see. I’m sure they are purrfectly timed.

What advice would you give other cat characters?

Don’t ever go down those stairs into the dark basement when you know the villain is on the loose.

MOL (Meow Out Loud). Why don’t the humans pay attention to that? They always get themselves into trouble.

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

My next book, The Black Cat Sees His Shadow, comes out on June 6, 2017.

How exciting. I’ll keep an eye out for it. I like to read other cat character’s books to help me purrfect my acting skills.

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

I’m a lurker on social media, but my author is there:




Purrfect. We’ll look her up. Thanks so much for the interview, and best whiskers to you and your author on your upcoming books.


Feature Friday Film: Book Trailer for Written in Stone

Wow, Meow!  I have a special video for you today. If you haven’t seen the book trailer for Debbie’s new release, you are in for a treat almost as good as catnip. I am a proud kitty indeed to be featured in it. So grab some popcorn, get your tail comfy on the couch, and enjoy. Remember that if you like what you see, the book is available as an eBook and paperback. Just click the big black “Buy Books” paw to go to Debbie’s Amazon author page where you can order it or any of her others.

Interview with Familiar, the Black Cat Detective

I am so excited that my whiskers are twitching. My guest today is a detective and one whose books my author Debbie has a collection of from long ago. Familiar is back and better than ever, but I will have him introduce himself and update you on his pawsome plans for his new adventures.

Hi, Familiar. It’s an honor to have you here. Can you fill my readers in on your background and tell them about your author?

Of claus, Sneaky. My name is Familiar, often followed by “the black cat detective.” I have my own agency, you know. When I’m not being hindered by the humanoids, I can get a lot of work done in the fight for justice. My scribe is Carolyn Haines, and she’s also written about me under the name Caroline Burnes.

You are quite the feline model, Familiar. I wish I had my own agency. Maybe I should open one up in the Cobble Cove Library. Something to think about.

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


My genre is romantic mystery. I understand the importance of romance and I can often see how two bipeds belong together whether they fail to see how perfect they are for each other. And since Bogey is the character I pattern myself after (and he was a helluva detective) I stay within the mystery genre.

I am part of the Fear Familiar series. My first adventure was published in March 1990 by Harlequin Intrigue. I am a popular and debonair black kitty!

There are 17 books in the series, but my scribe will be reissuing only 6 of them under her name. We are also publishing a line of brand new romantic mysteries about my son, Trouble, who is following in my footsteps as a black cat detective.  

Fear Familiar (April 10)

Too Familiar (May 8)

Thrice Familiar (June 10)

Familiar Trouble (a new book in the Trouble series) (July 12)

Trouble in Dixie (also new by Rebecca Barrett) Aug. 14

Trouble in Tallahassee (also new by Claire Maturro) September—with more to come each month!

Excellent. I’m a romance and mystery cat myself. Alicia and John have a nice blend of that going, as do some of the other Cobble Cove residents in my Cobble Cove mystery series that started with A Stone’s Throw  and also includes Between a Rock and a Hard place and now our upcoming, Written in Stone releasing April 5. 

I’m sure my author and other past readers of your books as well as new fans will be excited to hear about the new series starring your son. 

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

My prototype was one E.A. Poe, a black cat my missus owned for fifteen years. Poe had personality with a capital P. He was a stray that a college professor found and brought to Carolyn because he knew she loved cats. Poe had been injured, but he healed very nicely. Now Trouble, my son, is based on Carolyn’s cat Coal Shaft Haines. Sadly Coal Shaft passed away last year from diabetes. He was a loving and wonderful friend to my scribe. She misses him to this day.

Aw, my author had a cat named Floppy who had diabetes. She featured him in her very first book, Cloudy Rainbow, after he passed away at 15.

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

I open each book and I have a first person point of view in all the novels. So here is the opening of Fear Familiar.

Chapter One

The dame is a real looker. She came out of the library with a stack of books that looked heavier than she did. Tall, slender, dark-haired, with that special sort of independent walk, she’s just the one I’ve been watching for. Not a bad-looking woman, even if the horn-rimmed glasses do detract. Maybe a little too thin, from my perspective. You know the old adage: thin woman, empty pantry. But after all, it’s a university campus, and what can I expect from an industry of pointy-heads? It’s late, and she’s leaving sans an escort. The odds are better than fifty-fifty that she lives alone. That means no cranky kids or irritable spouse, the things I’ve avoided in my single life. I’ve done my homework. Besides, I have to make something happen.

I’ve been on the run since the night before last, and my leg is killing me. Somehow I have to get the catheter out of it. The dame looks as though she can handle it. She looks as though she could handle a lot without freaking. Anyway, my time is running out. I know they’re after me, and if I don’t find a safe place quick, they’ll have me.

Here goes! I limp toward her, partly because I’m in pain, and partly because I figure a sucker ploy like a limp won’t hurt my chances. Not for the first time in my life, I’m perfectly accurate in reading a person. She’s stopping, books ready to tumble and crush me. I hold her with my most appealing gaze, saying to myself the whole time, “Come on, baby, take a desperate fur ball home with you.”

Uh-oh, she’s starting to turn away. Time for the real dramatics.

I make a sort of strangled noise and limp right up to her leg. The rub across her shin is calculated, but not half as bad as it could be. She smells great, and those legs of hers go straight to the sky. I mean if you have to give up newly won independence, even temporarily, this dame isn’t a bad place to start. She’s classy. One look into her dark eyes, and I knew she had a heart as big as Texas, as the old saying goes.

Well, I’ll give her one more pitiful meow.

“You must be lost, ” she says.

Man, her voice is better than the sound of an electric can opener. I feel the old motor kick in my throat for the first time in months, and / purr.

She bends to touch me and carefully examines my leg. “What’s this?” she asks, poking at the plastic catheter that’s my Achilles heel. I have to get rid of that thing, and quick. There must be a million stray cats running around Washington, D.C., but none with plastic tubing hanging out of their limbs. It’s a dead giveaway to my past.

“Meow,” I answer, even more pitifully than before.

“Have you gotten away from a vet?” she asks. As she bends over me, a strand of her black hair brushes my whiskers. Before I can stop myself, I rub her chin with the back of my head. She is delicious. At this moment I realize how cruel fate has been. How did I wind up as a research animal when I could have been living with her?

For the first time in my short life I feel a pang of guilt. I’m a marked animal, and my life is in jeopardy. Now I’ve pushed my problems onto this dame, and there’s no way I’ll ever be able to make her understand, or even warn her.

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

I’m the star, of course, and a great representative for the intelligence and impeccable character of all black cats. Felines, in general, are superior to most other mammals, but those of us with the sleek black fur of the night are especially smart and savvy. Read my adventures and see for yourself.

Pawsome! You are quite the actor.

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

I have my own point of view, which the reader knows but the other characters don’t. But I can make my feelings known, believe me. I have ways to bring the bipeds to heel.

Lol. You also have a great sense of humor.

What advice would you give other cat characters?

Bipeds are not the smartest critters on the street. Be patient. Sometimes you have to hit them over the head, literally. But they can be very loving and brave. Just be alert and don’t give you heart to someone who doesn’t deserve it. And be bold. Victory goes to those who demand it.

What an attitude! You make me proud to be of the same species.

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

Pawsome! Thanks so much for the interview, and best whiskers to you, your son, and your author’s upcoming releases.

Sneaky’s Interview with Janet Cantrell’s Fat Cat, Quincy

Meow there. I have another interesting guest here today. He’s had a little trouble fitting through the door, but I helped him squeeze in.

Hello there, big guy. Can you please introduce yourself and tell us the name of your author?

I’m Quincy and Janet Cantrell writes about me. She calls me a Fat Cat.

I wonder why.

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

Fat Cat at Large, Fat Cat Spreads Out, and Fat Cat Takes the Cake, all cozies. You can see that I’m the main character, right?

I certainly can. I’m a cozy cat myself. Please tell us about your series.

My human is named Chase, and I think that’s because she’s always chasing me. No wonder I sneak out as often as I can—she has me on a strict diet because she thinks I’m too fat! She’s beginning to wonder why I find dead bodies sometimes, but I also find clues that help her track down bad people. She and the police should give me a medal. A catnip metal. My human owns a dessert bar shop in Dinkytown town, part of Minneapolis, and the co-owner, Anna, is a special friend of mine. She ignores Chase, being much older and wiser, and gives me treats all the time from the things she’s baking. Yum!

No wonder you have trouble controlling your weight. There are so many bakers in Cobble Cove. If I ate Dora, Gilly, or Claire’s baking, I would be too fat to fit on the page.

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

Janet, the author, says her cat Agamemnon was very much like me. By that, she means he was extremely intelligent, clever, handsome, and winsome. She has told me that if Agamemnon had thumbs, he would be a menace to the world. I wish I had thumbs sometimes. I could open any door and escape any time I want to.

That sounds interesting. Debbie’s cat, Oliver, is a Siamese, but the only thing he has in common with me are his handsome good looks.

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

This is the beginning of the first book when you first meet me. That seems important to me.

The butterscotch tabby cat crouched in his soft-sided carrier in the strange room. His nose twitched. This place was full of the smell of fear. He hadn’t eaten for two hours. Time for a decent meal. At least a snack. He clawed at the inside of the zipper. The top flap budged a bit. After he silently worked at it for a few more minutes, the flap opened far enough. Purring, he sprang out.


Charity Oliver jumped up from the plastic chair in the examining room and caught her cat. “Quincy! How did you escape?” She stroked him and he twisted his head to lick her hand.

“Here, let me, Ms. Oliver.” Nice deep, rumbly voice, she thought. The veterinarian took the cat from her. His strong hands were warm. He cuddled Quincy, who began a steady purr.

“Please call me Chase, Dr. Ramos.” Only Anna called her Charity, after all, and hardly anyone called her Ms. Oliver.

Dr. Ramos set Quincy on the stainless steel examining table and fished his stethoscope out of his lab coat pocket. After sticking the earpieces into his ears, he bent his dark curls close to the cat to listen to his insides, then palpated Quincy’s stomach.

Chase felt bad about the poking and prodding her little darling was enduring, but Quincy didn’t seem to mind it. In fact, he licked the vet’s hand.

Very mice scene, Quincy. I act in a vet scene in Between a Rock and a Hard Place, my second adventure, but I must admit that I was not as good a patient as you. – MOL (meow out loud).

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

That everyone loves me and gives me treats when they’re not supposed to. Don’t tell Chase, though! She might cut back on my treats or my din dins. In the second book, I escape at a fall fair and so many people stuff me that I can hardly move. When I find all those butter statues I’m in ecstasy. I don’t know why they get so upset that I’m licking one of them. The man who made it won’t mind. He’s dead on the floor.

Mac is very good about giving me treats, and Laura and Donald slip me some, too. Thank goodness I am able to keep my slim physique. Sorry to hear about the murdered man. There’s been a few corpses in my books, as well.

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

I never talk in the books, only on blogs and guest appearances. In the book, you can see what I’m doing, but can’t hear my thoughts. I’m a very private cat and prefer it that way. I do meow when I’m hungry.

Same here. That’s why I enjoy this blog and when I appear as a monthly guest host on the Cobble Cove Character chat.

What advice would you give other cat characters?

Always be kind to your human, the one who feeds you. If you don’t, you might not get fed. If your human is looking for a piece of paper that you tucked away somewhere, and you think she would be happy if she found it, I would advise you to claw it out where she can see it. Finding other clues that she needs helps her out, too, and makes her feel good enough to reward me. With treats, of course.

I haven’t been rewarded with treats for my help on any of the mysteries, so far, but I will definitely suggest that to my author. She already caved in about letting me on a cover of our upcoming third mystery.

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

The Fat Cat series has ended, but I hear that Janet’s very good friend (and alter-ego) Kaye George will have a new cozy series coming out with Kensington next year. There will be a cat, too! She can’t give you details yet but should be able to soon.

Awww, too bad your series is over, but I’ll be sure to check out the new one.

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

Janet blogs on Killer Characters on the 4th day of every month. ( The best posts are the ones she has let me do, of course. She is also a member of the Facebook group, Nose for Trouble, with 4 other cozy writers who have awesome pets in their mysteries. Check it out for cute animal posts. Her own blog is occasional and is called Janet and Quincy, since I’m such an important member of the team. (

Janet’s  Facebook page is: 

Pawsome. I will definitely take a look at these. Thanks so much for joining me, and don’t worry about the broken chair. It’s only virtual. Best whiskers to Janet on her new series.

Feature Friday Film: Loud Mouth Cats Talking to Their People

Even though I’m just a character cat who only “speaks” written meows, I admire those real cats who are as talkative as my author’s Siamese, Oliver. Although he’s not in this week’s feature film, you will note that many of his Siamese friends are along with their humans who talk to them. Turn the volume down if you don’t want to hear these noisy kitties and people; but if you listen, you will get quite an earful.

Interview with Ling Ling Oddboddy from Elaine Faber’s Mrs. Oddboddy Series

Oh, my whiskers! It’s been some time since I’ve had an interview, but I’m very lucky today to have a fellow Siamese cat character here to talk about her series.

What is your name and your author’s name, pretty kitty?

My name is Ling-Ling Odboddy and my ‘person’s’ name is Elaine Faber

Mice to meet you, Ling Ling. What book(s) have you appeared in? Please list them and their genre.

 I first appeared in Mrs. Odboddy Hometown Patriot and then had a lesser role in Mrs. Odboddy Undercover Courie, both set in hometown California during WWII.

Pawsome. I love historical mysteries even though my books are in present time.

Please give more details about your series.

Mrs. Odboddy is an eccentric elderly woman who fights the war (WWII) from the home front and is determined to end conspiracies and bring Nazi spies to justice. In the sequel, she carries a secret package cross country to President Roosevelt by train.

That sounds very exciting.

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

Physically, I look like Ling-Ling, a Siamese feral cat that appears at mom’s ‘free soup kitchen’ morning and night, however, I’m a more clever cat than she.

All Siamese are smart. I’m based on my author’s cat, Oliver. He is not only smart but has a large vocabulary.

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

From Mrs. Oddboddy, Hometown Patriot:

Meow! A beige streak raced by Agnes and slipped past Godfrey’s feet as he shoved open the door.

Agnes gasped and dashed toward the bathroom. Godfrey might have dealt with a chicken or two during his exhilarating career in the military, but he wasn’t equipped to deal with a cross-eyed Siamese cat on a Black-Ops Death Raid.

If a hand grenade had detonated in the bathroom, there couldn’t have been greater chaos. Ling-Ling sprang from the floor to the back of the toilet, and then to the top of the shower curtain. Within the close confines of the bathroom, feathers flew as the six chickens exploded in six different directions. The frightened fowl squawked.

Ling-Ling yowled. For a little cat, she was making a grand effort to annihilate the six-pack.

Godfrey flung up his hands as a chicken—was it Sophia—flapped into his face, and then to the shoulder pad of his jacket, and onto the top of his head.

Agnes screamed.

Chicken Mildred escaped, raced down the hall and turned at the first doorway.

Myrtle and Mrs. Whistlemeyer sprinted toward the living room. Clara flapped into the kitchen. Crash! Was that the kettle of oxtail stew hitting the linoleum? So much for dinner!

Belly to the floor, Ling-Ling had Abigail by the throat, dragging her kill out the bathroom door, down the hall and into the garage.

“Godfrey! Run, catch Ling-Ling. She’s got Abigail!”

Godfrey shoved Sophia off his head and raced after Ling-Ling, toward the garage.

Katherine followed a trail of pinfeathers into her bedroom.

Agnes streaked toward the living room behind Mrs. Whistlemeyer. This had turned into the dinner party from H.E.L.L She burst into giggles. Yes. This ought to dampen Godfrey’s amorous intentions. She should write a piece for Luella Parson’s advice column.

Six Ways to Utilize your Victory Chicken to Dis-Ignite Unwanted Ardent Advances Number One: Turn your Victory chickens loose in the bathroom

Number Two: Open the door and toss in the cat.

What a purrfect excerpt, and you are quite the actress or cattress, as the case may be.

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

Agnes adopted me when my former ‘person’, Lilly Jengyu, was taken to a Japanese Internment Camp. Even though I am very naughty at times, Agnes and Katherine forgive me because I’m just so darn cute.

Yes, we cat characters have a way of wrapping our protagonists around our fingers.

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

Since I am not a POV character in this series, I only meow and get into trouble in both Mrs. Odboddy books. In Ms. Faber’s other books, Thumper is a POV character and much of the story is written through his POV. (Black Cat’s Legacy, Black Cat and the Lethal Lawyer and Black Cat and the Accidental Angel)

I must speak with Thumper some time. I don’t talk in my books either, but I did get my photo on my upcoming third adventure, Written in Stone.

What advice would you give other cat characters?

Even if you are a POV cat character and/or narrate part/all of the book, physically stick to what cats can do. They do not have opposable thumbs, and should not walk through walls. Stay true to ones’ true cat nature. Thinking and talking to other animals is acceptable and even desirable at the will of the author.

Yes, realism is so important in fiction even for cats.

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

Mrs. Odboddy Undercover Courier was just published last month. A third Mrs. Odboddy is scheduled next year…Mrs. Odboddy – And then There Was a Tiger.. and yes, there is a real live tiger… Also another cozy cat mystery WIP scheduled for late 2018 with part of the mystery taking place in Germany and Austria.

Very mice.

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

Thank you for the interview, Ling Ling, and best whiskers to you and your author on your upcoming books.


Feature Friday Film: Cats Are Good for Your Health

Hi, Kits. It’s Friday and time for me-ow to share some feature films with you. Since humans tend to worry so much about their well-being, I thought I’d show some videos about how cats are good for your health. Do you know the saying “an apple a day keeps the doctor away?” Well, petting a cat can do the same thing,  litter-ally. Enjoy learning about the health benefits of felines as you watch these fun films.



My First Adventure is Back in Print

Wow, Meow! I am so excited my tail is swishing. My first Cobble Cove adventure in which I was introduced is back in print. Although my role in that one didn’t change much, there is an additional chapter for John and Alicia (put your paws over your eyes if you don’t want to see the spoiler below).

I guess I could’ve predicted that especially after their cozy picnic. They could’ve brought me. Maybe I would’ve liked a taste of that famous PB&J recipe that John and Mac are so famous for making.

Of claws, there was a nice teaser created featuring me.

Although I’m not in the book trailer:

However, the third book, coming this spring, will feature me on the cover. The second one has Alicia.


For those who missed the first book or would like to read the revised and improved edition, here’s the blurb:

Widowed librarian Alicia Fairmont needs answers …

After her husband is killed in a hit and run accident, Alicia travels upstate to his hometown of Cobble Cove, New York, hoping to locate his estranged family and shed light on his mysterious past. Anticipating staying only a weekend, her visit is extended when she accepts a job at the town’s library.

Secrets stretch decades into the past … 

Assisted by handsome newspaper publisher and aspiring novelist, John McKinney, Alicia discovers a connection between her absent in-laws and a secret John’s father has kept for over sixty years. But her investigation is interrupted when she receives word her house has burned and arson is suspected, sending her rushing back to Long Island, accompanied by John.

Back in Cobble Cove, cryptic clues are uncovered … 

When Alicia returns, she finds a strange diary, confiscated letters, and a digital audio device containing a recording made the day her husband was killed. Anonymous notes warn Alicia to leave town, but she can’t turn her back on the mystery—or her attraction to John. As the pieces begin to fall into place, evidence points to John’s involvement in her husband’s accident. The past and present threaten to collide, and Alicia confronts her fears…

Has she fallen in love with her husband’s killer?

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