Mikey Takes Over the World for #FuzzyFriday!

Nancee only thinks she wrote Saving Evangeline.
These paws write magic!

My name is Mikey and I'm taking over the world... What? Just this blog? For today only? Humph. Whatever.

My human, Nancee Cain, is a writer, when I allow her access to the computer. As you can see, at times I make it a little difficult. I'm a huge help in making this stuff she calls "swag." I don't understand why she wants to stuff the feathers in those baggie things, they are much more fun to play with outside of the bag.

Her paranormal romance Saving Evangeline features an angel, a girl and a dog named Goner. I mean, really. How repulsive. The dumb mutt's name is the only good thing about him. I tried to tell her a cat would be more interesting, but noooooo, she wouldn't listen. That being said, please, buy her book. I need kitty treats and watermelon for the holiday. I always get my very own piece of watermelon for the holiday.

Personally, I think Nancee's time would be better spent petting me, feeding me and letting me in and out the back door at least 15 times a day. I like to demand things when she is deep into her writing. Bahahaha It reminds her who is boss around here. Luckily, I have her Devoted Hubby who is retired and has the time to cater to my every whim. He's a good human. 

So Ms. Heather is all about spaying and neutering. Ahem. Yeah, been there, done that, got nothing to show for it, if you know  what I mean. I mean really, how's a guy supposed to get worked up over a romance when... Never mind. However, I was a rescue cat and neutering has probably prolonged my life. Which means I can torment my humans for years to come.

So, please. Rescue a cat. (or dog if you insist) Spay/neuter them. Rescue pets will love you forever. Comment below for a chance to win a $10 Amazon gift card (US only, please). Ms. Heather will let Nancee know. Nancee will also mail you one of those swag feather thingamajigs. (If allergic to feathers, please say so, she'll include a different kind of swag).

You can find Nancee on Twitter: @Nancee_Cain, Facebook, and her website.

About Nancee:

During the day Nancee Cain works as a nurse in the field of addiction to support her coffee and reading habit. Nights are spent writing paranormal and contemporary romances with a serrated edge. Authors have always been her rock stars, and she's been known to stalk a few for an autograph, but not in a scary, Stephen King way. Her husband swears her To-Be-Read list on her e-reader qualifies her as a certifiable book hoarder. Always looking to try something new, she dreams of being an extra in a Bollywood film or a tattoo artist. (Her lack of rhythm and artistic ability may put a damper on both of these dreams.)

Check out Nancee's debut novel, Saving Evangeline which comes out May 26!

#FuzzyFriday Interview with Cecilia Dominic's Timothy Mouse and Giveaway as Part of the #12DaystoPerfect Blog Tour

Timothy Mouse

J-Dog is welcoming Timothy Mouse to Fuzzy Friday! The wonderful Cecilia Dominic (urban fantasy, romance, mystery, steampunk, and YA paranormal author, and connoisseur of irony) is out on a blog tour, and her fur baby decided to get in on the action.  I'm turning over the keyboard to Mr. Timothy Mouse:

My world came into existence ten man-months ago. They say I’m skittish because I had a traumatic kittenhood, but all I can remember is bright lights and noise and then my three siblings and I were alone. My human mommy says I fell into her life by accident. I say, as I touch my paw to her face, that I found the perfect situation for snuggles and playing, and she obviously needed me. I don’t know how she got along without me. Dad even has a comfy chair for me, which I leave covered with gray and white fur so he knows it’s mine. He thinks he can keep it as his by putting a blue towel over it, but I just move that out of the way. Sometimes. I like to keep him guessing.

What is Mommy currently reading?

A story about cats, of course! It’s called 9^th Life – The Naming of Legends, Book One. They change into humans – I don’t know why. Being a cat is much better. Why would I change into a human except to have access to more food? I used to get squishy food when I was little, but now all Mommy gives me is the hard stuff. If I could change into a person, I could find out where the soft food went or try some of the human food that smells so yummy. She eats things called crow-sants. I don’t see any birds in them, but the crumbs taste good.

What was the most recent thing I did to get in trouble?

The humans have another boss named Tabitha. She’s old and gray and grouchy. I try to play with her and sometimes get so excited I miss it when she gets annoyed. I got grounded (put in the office) today because I wouldn’t stop trying to play, and the old kitty growled at me. That’s okay. I’m going to drink some water by licking it off my paw and then make sure the desks have lots of kitty footprints on them.

What are my observations of Mommy's writing process?

The humans have mind control devices they call lap-tops and tab-lets. I call them bor-ing. The people sit there and make tapping noises with their fingers while they watch the tops of the machines. I have to try very hard to be cute and playful so Mommy will pay attention to me and throw the ball for me to fetch. I’ve found through repeated experimenting that the noisier the toy, the better. If she’s really paying attention to the lap-top, I have to rescue her by knocking one of my favorite balls under the couch and meowing piteously until she gets it out for me. Then we play!

Sometimes she says she’s writing stories. I’ll make sure she doesn’t work too hard so she still has the energy to play with me. If I’m tired, I’ll sit on her lap and purr so she pets me. It’s hard work, but someone has to do it. Otherwise she’d pay attention to the stupid thing all day.

What is Mommy currently writing?

Daddy says that Mommy’s current book and she are not speaking at the moment. Maybe she stopped giving it squishy food, too.

I heard her talking about it when the other writer people came over for something called crit-eek-groop. The book has something to do with steampunk and a theatre and a musician and an actress, and there’s kissing (eww), and it all sounds very complicated. Except for the steampunk part. That sounds like it might be edible or chase-able or both.

Why you should buy my Mommy's most recent book b/c pet treats aren't cheap.

Mommy’s most recent book is about writers and the things they will do for their stories. Writers are weird. That’s why I always hide from them. Well, them and everyone else. There’s nothing more terrifying than someone coming in the front door.

But writers - they do strange things for their books, like talking to weird people. She says she wrote it so both readers and other writers would enjoy it because life is often stranger than fiction.

From Cecilia:

Thank you so much for hosting Timothy Mouse today, Heather! He had a great time.

Want to follow me and my characters on the #12DaystoPerfect blog hop for the chance to win more prizes? Join the event on Facebook for daily updates and please consider liking my page while you’re there. https://www.facebook.com/events/472007642953392/

There’s also a Rafflecopter giveaway for some grand prizes: a Rafflecopter giveaway

Of course Timothy feels like he’s the perfect pet. What would your perfect pet be? Comment below for a chance to win a $5 Amazon gift certificate (to be emailed, so please leave your email with the comment).

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Feline Destroyer of Toes, Rocket and Blix, Report on Debut Author Sally Kilpatrick and The Happy Hour Choir

Welcome, loyal subjects! We, Nelson J. Rocketfellar and Dietrich Bon Blixenhoeffer, Destroyer of Toes, are taking over Fuzzy Friday. You may call us Rocket and Blix. We haven’t even lived with these humans a whole year, but we have learned much about human behavior that we can report back to the feline community. We are particularly fond of our servant, The OneWho Taps. She feeds us, buys us treats, fishes our toy mice out from under the sofa, and is most likely to clean out our litter box.

What is your momma currently reading?

Rocket—She is reading all sorts of things. When she isn’t tapping on the odd folded thing, she always has a book. Sometimes we have to step over her Kindle or step between her and the book to remind her to shower us with the love and attention we truly deserve. At the moment we have interrupted Shades of Milk and Honey by Mary Robinette Kowal, Sweetwater Blues by Raymond Atkins, The Perfect Man by Cecilia Dominic, and Outlander by Diana Gabaldon. She’s also trying to read this book with almost all of the works of Flannery O’Connor, but we keep chewing on the fancy ribbon bookmark.

The most recent thing we did to get in trouble? Who, Us?

Blix—Well, *I* am a very good cat, but my sister Rocket is always into some mischief or another. She has taken to singing the song of our people in the wee morning hours, and I don’t think the humans like that. She also managed to swallow some string resulting in quite the predicament for The One Who Taps. I, as noted above, like to pounce upon unsuspecting toes, but that is the extent of my vices.

What are your observations of momma’s writing?

Rocket—Yes, well the Destroyer of Toes likes to nap in a chair beside The One Who Taps, but I prefer to waltz over her laptop keys from time to time in order to ensure quality control of her writing. Once, she spread a manuscript out by chapters on the floor. We helped her put those chapters in a new, more interesting order. Sometimes she reads aloud what she’s written. For the most part it’s pretty good, but we lay our ears back from time to time if the prose isn’t flowing properly.

What is your momma writing now?

Blix—The One Who Taps has been doing lots of revisions and edits this spring. We can tell. When she drafts she wears that blanket thing, but when she revises she paces and mumbles to herself a lot. She’s written some articles and is working on something she calls The Baptist Wife Swap. I don’t think the publisher is going to let her keep that title. I preferred the book she finished in January, Better Get to Living, and the one she’s doing copy edits on, Bittersweet Creek, because both of those have cats. Bittersweet Creek even has a cat on the cover.

Ah, Yes, Our Momma’s Latest Release and Why You Should Buy It

Rocket—We are rather fond of The Happy Hour Choir. I like to climb into the boxes of Advanced Reader Copies. Both my sister and I especially like to chew on the boxes. You need to buy the book by The One Who Taps is because then she will be able to buy us more treats and maybe more of those toy mice we keep batting under the couch and the entertainment center. We also want her to keep writing so she’ll keep getting boxes for us to chew on. Here’s a little snippet of a scene. Make sure to do the voices when you read—that’s what The One Who Taps does.

Excerpt from The Happy Hour Choir

…I was playing one of my favorites from Ginger’s old New Orleans records when he walked in.

            I had eyes. I could appreciate a superb male specimen just as well as the next person, but this guy wasn’t your garden variety Fountain patron. In his polo and khakis, he stood out like Dom Pérignon and caviar at a Yessum County High School football game. He also stood about a foot taller than everyone else in the place.

             Despite my superior powers of observation—and that while playing the piano—the guys and gals never noticed but went on playing poker and pool, laughing and clapping. Old Man MacGregor took another drag of his cigarette, and Pete Gates picked up his brother Greg by the collar, indicating they were ready for their first fist fight of the evening. Bill, of course, would serve a bull moose without batting an eyelash as long as said moose had cash. He passed the new guy a beer.

            Then Mr. Dom Pérignon looked my way, and he did one of those subtle double takes that never gets old. His eyes didn’t leave mine as he reached for the beer Bill offered him. I missed a note as I took in broad shoulders and how his bicep flexed when he reached for the bottle. A new guy in town could be just what I needed to liven up the summer.

More About Happy Hour Choir

From debut author Sally Kilpatrick comes a hopeful tale of love and redemption in a quiet Southern town where a lost soul finds her way with the help of an unlikely circle of friends…

Life has dealt Beulah Land a tough hand to play, least of all being named after a hymn. A teenage pregnancy estranged her from her family, and a tragedy caused her to lose what little faith remained. The wayward daughter of a Baptist deacon, she spends her nights playing the piano at The Fountain, a honky-tonk located just across the road from County Line Methodist. But when she learns that a dear friend’s dying wish is for her to take over as the church’s piano player, she realizes it may be time to face the music…

Beulah butts heads with Luke Daniels, the new pastor at County Line, who is determined to cling to tradition even though he needs to attract more congregants to the aging church. But the choir also isn’t enthusiastic about Beulah’s contemporary take on the old songs and refuse to perform. Undaunted, Beulah assembles a ragtag group of patrons from The Fountain to form the Happy Hour Choir. And as the unexpected gig helps her let go of her painful past—and accept the love she didn’t think she deserved—she just may be able to prove to Luke that she can toe the line between sinner and saint…

Links

Indie: You can call Cat Blanco at 770-427-4848

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Biography of The One Who Taps

Sally Kilpatrick lives in Georgia with her husband, Ryan, and her two children. We shall call these precious and precocious children The Hobbit and Her Majesty.

Her debut novel, The Happy Hour Choir will be released by Kensington on April 28, 2015.The Happy Hour Choir won the Duel on the Delta, finaled in the Maggie Awards for Excellence and was a 2012 Golden Heart® finalist. Sally has two other novels coming down the pike—think Shakespeare with cows (Bittersweet Creek, October 2015) and It’s a Wonderful Life in a funeral home (Better Get to Living, a 2013 Maggie finalist under the title Giving Up the Ghost).

A former Spanish teacher—because that’s what you do with an English major—Sally took an extended sabbatical when her husband gave her an application to Kennesaw State University’s Master of Arts in Professional Writing Program for Christmas 2007. (Best Christmas Present Ever!)

Sally is also the current president of Georgia Romance Writers.

For fun, Sally likes to read, write, run, and—you guessed it—sing in her church choir.

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J-Dog wants to remind you of the good work the Alabama Spay Neuter Clinic does. They provide much needed low cost, high quality spay/neuter services. You can learn more about them on their Facebook page. J-Dog does all his shopping through AMAZON SMILE. Through this program, Amazon donates 0.5% of eligible purchase to a charity of your choice, like the Alabama Spay Neuter Clinic.  J-Dog is giving away a $10 Amazon gift card (purchased through Amazon Smile to help the Spay Neuter Clinic) to one of the people who leaves a comment. Check back Wednesday to see if you won.

Lola Holds Court and Dishes about Hildie McQueen

The Princess

Hello Fuzzy Friday!  My name is Lola "The Princess" Chew, and I am  taking over today to discuss my momma, romance writer Hildie McQueen and tell you about myself. *Woof*

What is my momma currently reading?

She is reading Sex, Lies and Lipstick by Kris Calvert, she likes to read contemporary romance, which is silly since she, mostly writes historical. But she's not always smart, always buys me the wrong treats, which I spit at her.

What is the most recent thing I did to get in trouble?

I admit it, I poo'd in her and Daddy's bedroom.  To be fair, it was raining outside and they poo inside, so why is it such a big deal when I do?

What are my observations of Momma's writing?

She writes throughout the day.  On some days she goes with Daddy and I on our daily walk, but sometimes she says.  "Please take that barking thing out." I don't think she's talking about me.  My brother Pepito is always barking with me and he has an annoying bark. When we get back from our walk, she is still sitting at the same spot, typing away at her computer thing. Boring!

What is Momma writing now?

She is writing a book about a Highlander.  The fourth book in her Highlander series. This one is titled Highlander, The Storm.  Then she's writing a new western historical series that she is really excited about.  I wonder if there are any doggies in those?  I'll have to find out.

What is my Momma's latest release and why should you read it?

The Last Hero is the second book in her Fords of Nashville series.  There is no doggie in the second book, but it's still good. If you ask me, it would be better with a Chihuahua in it.  Here is a snippet she gave me to share with you.

All this blogging wore Lola out!

Excerpt from The Last Hero

In the distance a bell rang and Cassie considered how appropriate to hear chimes at the precise moment her legs wrapped around his waist. He lifted back, his eyes half closed. "I think your oven is ringing."

"What?" It took a few seconds before the words made sense. She wasn't sure, but he may have repeated it twice. "Oven?"

By the time she realized she was sitting on the counter and a moment ago had her legs wrapped around a man in plain view from any passerby, Jensen had donned oven mitts and was pulling overly browned cakes from the oven. He placed them both on the counter with smooth moves of someone used to being in the kitchen. When he pulled the second pan, he set it next to the first. "There, they look fine don't you think?"

Cassie stared at him with rounded eyes. "I don't like you. I'm not sure what just happened."

The one shoulder shrug didn't tell her anything, so Cassie grabbed his arm and turned him to face her. "I mean it. I'm not sure what that was all about."

Jensen lifted a brow, his darkened eyes traveled down her body. "Women like bragging rights. You're probably no different."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Cassie slammed her hand down on the counter, which hit the edge of the pan sending hot cupcakes askew, a few landing on the floor. She ignored them and glared at Jensen. "I'm not a groupie."

"You just said you don't know what happened. You don't like me." Jensen's voice was neutral, a blank expression on his face. He looked down at her, and there was a hard, icy edge to his voice. "It happens to me all the time. It's enjoyable sometimes."

Her hands curled into fists. She had to hold back the urge to slap the look of disdain from his face. "You came here, behind the counter, so don't put it all on me."

"I'm not. Just helping you figure out why you threw yourself at someone you claim not to like." He walked around her and straight out the front door.

"What the hell just happened?" Cassie glared at the doorway. Perhaps she shouldn't have said she didn't like him after humping him like a bitch in heat. "Ugh!" She picked up a cupcake and took a big bite only to spit it out when it burned her tongue. Outside a motorcycle rumbled to life and she saw Jensen ride by and head out of town.

The bell over the door jingled and woman with arms full of shopping bags walked in. "It's hot in here."

"You have no idea." Cassie turned to see the oven door was still open.

Book Blurb - The Last Hero

Mega star Jensen Ford returns to his home state of Tennessee, to film a blockbuster film. Although the pretty local bakery owner catches his eye, she could never survive his Hollywood lifestyle. His mind knows its best to keep her at arms length, but how to convince his heart?

Cassie Tucker doesn't like arrogant Jensen Ford, definitely doesn't want to get to know him either. With a cupcake shop to run, an ex harassing her and her younger brother moving in, she doesn't have time for the movie star's antics.

Is it fate or happenstance that they end up alone together time after time?

Purchase Links:

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Kobo: http://goo.gl/9hh6MH

About Hildie McQueen

Amazon bestselling author Hildie McQueen loves action, love and unusual settings. Author of western historical, Highland historical, paranormal and contemporary romance, she writes something every reader can enjoy.

Most days she can be found in her pajamas hiding from deliverymen while drinking tea from her David Gandy coffee mug. In the afternoons she browses the Internet for semi-nude men to post on Facebook.

Hildie's favorite past-times are romance conventions, traveling, shopping and reading.

She resides in beautiful small town Georgia with her super-hero husband Kurt and two unruly boy Chihuahuas and a spoiled rotten girl Chi named Lola.

Visit her website at www.hildiemcqueen.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/HildieMcQueen

Twitter: https://twitter.com/HildieMcQueen

Google+: https://plus.google.com/u/0/+HildieMcQueen

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J-Dog was so excited to have Lola on the blog, he dressed up! He wants to remind you of the good work the Alabama Spay Neuter Clinic does. They provide much needed low cost, high quality spay/neuter services. You can learn more about them on their Facebook page. J-Dog does all his shopping through AMAZON SMILE. Through this program, Amazon donates 0.5% of eligible purchase to a charity of your choice, like the Alabama Spay Neuter Clinic.  J-Dog is giving away a $10 Amazon gift card (purchased through Amazon Smile to help the Spay Neuter Clinic) to one of the people who leaves a comment. Check back Wednesday to see if you won.

Up next week, Sally Kilpatrick's fur baby takes over just before the April 28 release of her debut novel, The Happy Hour Choir. Can't wait! 

Sheldon, Feline Literary Super-Star, Takes Over

Super-Star Sheldon

Happy Fuzzy Friday!  Sheldon here, My Mommy is historical (hot) romance author Debra Glass. She's always typing away on this computer box, so I wanted to see what all the fun is about. At first I thought a blog was what other cats coughed up on the carpet, but after reading that Wikipedia thing, I learned otherwise.  Here is my interview with me, because who is more interesting than me to interview?

What is Mommy currently reading?

The Ugly Duchess by Eloisa James. It must be awfully good. I wish she’d put that book down and pay attention to me!

What was the most recent thing I did to get in trouble?

My human sisters say I’m spoiled rotten and can do no wrong. My momma never scolds me, and lets me get away with things my cat siblings can’t. I have her wrapped around my big, fuzzy tail.

What are my observations of Mommy's writing process?

She’s always at the computer, doing research, critiquing for her bestie, Naima Simone, and working on romance novels and ghost story collections. I have to go up and meow at her to pet me. I’m so stinking cute she always stops what she’s doing and sits down in the floor to give me the attention I deserve.

What is Mommy currently writing?

She’s working on a contemporary romance series about some computer geeks. I hope she names one after me! And she’s been collecting ghost stories for a third compilation in her True Shoals Ghost Stories series.

Why you should buy my Mommy's most recent book?

Because I’m character in it! Her most recent release, Lashwood, is a historical light bdsm set in Victorian London. Here’s my part:

When she stepped out of the hospital, a liveried footman stood by the door to the coach. “Miss Gipson,” he greeted, opening the door as she neared.

He took her hand and assisted her up the cast-iron carriage step. She ducked her head as she climbed inside and when she sat and saw the sight across from her, she brought her gloved hand to her lips to stifle a gasp.

Lord Lashwood sat on the seat opposite with Jessamine’s cat, Sheldon, perched on his lap. Her eyes widened in alarm at the blood-tinged bandage wrapped around Lashwood’s hand.

“Oh my…” She pursed her lips to keep from smiling.

“Not to worry, dear,” Lashwood said and stroked Sheldon’s head. “Your tomcat and I have since made quite good friends.”

Sheldon purred loudly in response, lifting his head to receive more petting.

“But he’s…scratched you…” The smile won out and claimed her lips as she imagined this very refined aristocrat wrangling her cat.

“His teeth are quite sharp as well.” He looked into Sheldon’s bright-green eyes. “Aren’t they? Yes, they are. They most certainly are.”

Jessamine laughed as the carriage drew away. “Why ever did you collect him?” But she already knew. Her heart warmed for the man across from her that much more.

“I couldn’t leave him to starve. Especially after I plan to spirit his companion away to my house in the country.”

Jessamine hesitated. Had she heard him correctly? “Country house?”

Lashwood nodded. “Your sister too. I’ve arranged to have her moved there, to be placed under the care of my personal physician. I don’t trust red-headed men and certainly don’t trust that doctor who’s attending her now.”

Jess wrung her hands to keep them from trembling. She racked her brain for a reason to protest but other than her impending move to France, there was none. Panic blossomed inside her. Spending more time with him would only make it harder to leave when the time came. But Dru would be saved from the asylum. Jess would have more time to bring her round. It seemed too good to be true.

But everything about Lord Lashwood seemed too good to be true.

“Why the country?” she asked.

Something almost sinister flashed in his eyes. “There’s a certain amount of privacy I will require to train you, and then together we will flush out the fiend who tried to murder your sister.”

Chills raced up Jessamine’s spine in spite of the hot blush that invaded her cheeks. She tried to swallow but couldn’t. Fear and anticipation vied for prominence. She’d asked—nay, begged—for this and now that he’d consented, she wondered if this was the right thing to do.

“W-what more could there be than what…we’ve already done?” She couldn’t maintain his gaze. Even 

Sheldon eyed her accusingly.

His chuckle held all the hidden wickedness of the sweetest liqueur. “My dear, there is so much more.”

MEOW!

About Lashwood:

Sequel to Rakehell

Jessamine Gipson’s amateur investigation into her wayward sister’s disappearance has led her to one of London’s most notorious private clubs. She quickly realizes she’s in over her head, but the dom in charge, Benedict Bellanger, Viscount Lashwood, inspires a most wicked reaction in her body. Jessamine is willing to risk anything, including her virtue, to find her sister. She proposes that Ben train her in the art of submission.

Novice submissives have gone missing on Ben’s watch before but he would never endanger the lovely Miss Gipson who speaks to his need to dominate—to protect. Her steadfast resolve forces him to take control, to tempt her with taboo pleasures designed to frighten her away from her intrepid scheme. He doesn’t count on Jessamine’s willing participation. Nor does he consider his own unprecedented response to dominating her.

Yet, Jess wants more from the enigmatic lord than spankings, and to win his heart, she must free him from his tortured past. Their love might heal them both—if they can escape a diabolical murderer bent on their demise.

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About Debra Glass

Sheldon's Momma, the Lovely Debra Glass

DEBRA GLASS is the author of over thirty-five books of historical and paranormal romance, non-fiction, young adult romance, and folklore. The recipient of the National Society of Arts and Letters Alabama Screenwriter Award in 1992, she went on to win the NSAL Empire State Award for excellence in screenwriting. She holds an MAed with emphasis in history from the University of North Alabama.

Debra is a member of Romance Writers of America and the Professional Authors’ Network. She is also a member of RWA’s Heart of Dixie and Southern Magic Chapters.

She lives in Alabama with her real life hero, a couple of smart-aleck ghosts, and three diabolical black cats.

For information about the Skeletons Series or Debra’s Haunted History of the Shoals Ghost Walk Tour, click HERE.

Debra’s website: www.DebraGlass.com

A huge thank you to Sheldon and Debra.  They want to meet you in the comments below. Share your favorite ghost story, pet story, or any thought that pops in your head. Sheldon is giving away an e-book to one commenter.  Check back Wednesday to see if you won.

Magic City Writing's Feline in Residence, J-Dog, wants to remind you of the good the Alabama Spay Neuter Clinic does.  They provide low cost, high quality spay/neuter services. Also, you can learn more about them on their Facebook page. J-Dog does all his shopping through AMAZON SMILE.  Through this program, Amazon donates 0.5% of eligible purchase to a charity of your choice, like the Alabama Spay Neuter Clinic your charity.  J-Dog is giving away a $10 gift card to one of the people who leaves a comment (purchased through Amazon Smile to help the Spay Neuter Clinic).  Check back Wednesday to see if you won.

Up next week, Lola, Hildie McQueen's fierce Chiweenie. Can't wait to see what she has to say.

Fuzzy Friday - Comment for a Chance to Win a $10 Amazon Gift Card

Looks like my blog will be going to the cats and dogs (or fish, birds, frogs) on Fridays.  It seems like most writers have pets that serve dual roles as muses and miscreants.  It would be fun to see what the fur babies have to say.

Each week, a furry friend will take over and blog about his or her observations in the home of a writer.

This week, my cat, J-Dog (the handsome chap above) is taking over. However, he wants to start Fuzzy Fridays off not by talking about me (his minion), but rather by giving a shout out to the Alabama Spay Neuter Clinic.

These guys are the bomb, even if they did take my binkies.  This non-profit provides low cost, high quality spay/neuter services. Shelters in Alabama are overrun with animals looking for their forever homes. If people would take the time to have their animals spayed or neutered, the numbers in shelters would fall and everyone would have servants to scoop their box, feed them at the crack of dawn and play red dot with them like me.  Places like the Alabama Spay Neuter Clinic do so much good, you should consider helping them. One of the ways I convinced my mom to help was through AMAZON SMILE.  Through this program, Amazon donates 0.5% of eligible purchase to a charity of your choice.  You should really think about making the Alabama Spay Neuter Clinic your charity.  We did.  Also, you can learn more about them on their Facebook page. 

I'm sure J-Dog or one of his brothers or sisters will be back to take over the blog soon. Next week Sheldon, Debra Glass's cat and star of her next book, will be blogging.  Can't wait to see what he has to say.

If there is an author's fur baby you would like on the blog, let me know if the comments below. I'll be giving away a $10 gift card to one of the people who leaves a comment (purchased through Amazon Smile to help the Spay Neuter Clinic).  Check back Wednesday to see if you won.