Sunday, September 7, 2014
Cats DO Like to Be Home
By Clyde the Vagabond Cat (with help from Leann)
One day, I set out on a long journey from Hilton Head Island to Mercy, South Carolina because I am one determined feline. I missed my best friend and besides, he was a very sick man when I was sent to live with his relatives. Why I was sent away is spelled out in the book, so I won't spoil that part for you.
Cats can be as loyal as dogs, they can travel miles and miles on end to get back to where they belong. I am no exception. You've heard the stories in the news, so you know it's true. You'll learn how I ended up with heroine Jillian Hart if you read the book, so instead I will offer a little background about me--Clyde. I am a big, handsome orange tabby and was rescued by Shawn Cuddahee as a kitten. You know Shawn. He runs a no-kill shelter in Mercy South Carolina. I was then adopted by a wonderful man. We became best friends. He needed a friend like me because his family was—what do you humans call it?--dysfunctional. I prefer crazy, but then cats always tell it like it is.
What I found when I returned to Mercy wasn't what I expected. But you'll have to read the book to find all that out. I just wanted to say hello and let you know that Leann Sweeney told my story--and there were plenty of twists and turns--including a rather inconvenient contraption I don't want to talk about. Not that I
don't appreciate Leann's help in bringing me to life. And I don't even require fictional treats as a thank you. Okay ... maybe I do. And so does my friend Marlowe, Leann's new publicist and a not-so-fictional cat.