Posts Tagged ‘Queenie’

Beginnings: RUFF VS. FLUFF

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April 21st, 2019 Posted 9:00 am

I have the most beautiful voice. I use it to say just one thing: Me-ow! Have you ever heard anything so lovely? And it starts with “me”! How great is that? I love starting with me. In fact, I have no time for anything that doesn’t start with me and keep on going with me right until it ends, with me. Me—or actually ME—is how I think of myself, but you can call me Queenie, like all the other humans. Call me Queenie—but don’t expect me to come, or perform some stupid trick, or pay the slightest attention to you. You have my permission to look at me all you want. I don’t blame you. I’m a thing of beauty.

Probably this is a good moment to describe myself. Where to even start? With my tail? Kind of cool, starting at the end. And I’m cool, no doubt about that. Mom always says, “That Queenie is one cool cat.” Not my mom, who I really don’t remember, but the kids’ mom, who has another name I can’t be bothered to come up with at the moment, and anyway she’s just Mom around these parts.

These parts are what humans call snow country, although we didn’t have any snow yet and it was getting close to Christmas. I knew it was close to Christmas because Elrod hauled a big tree into the Big Room and, after a lot of grunting and fumbling around plus muttered words that won’t be repeated here, got it set up in front of the fireplace. I myself was watching this performance from one of my favorite spots, namely on the top shelf of the bookcase in the corner. Books can be quite comfortable. Were you aware of that already? What do humans actually know? I’m afraid the true answer might disappoint.

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The Voice of Queenie

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March 8th, 2019 Posted 8:00 am

Elrod’s the handyman. Why? Because he’s a man with hands? I had no interest in exploring the question. Humans have their ways, usually noisy, and we in the cat world have ours, usually quiet. At the moment I was absolutely motionless and silent, yet still somehow the main character.

(From RUFF VS. FLUFF, first in the new middle-grade Queenie and Arthur series, coming March 26 and available for preorder – adults requiring fake ID.)

[Today’s post is dedicated to our friends Leonard and Amalia.]

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How Things Work …

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March 4th, 2019 Posted 8:10 am

… in the publishing world: Someone asked: “Do you think you could do cat narration?”

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Queenie!

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February 14th, 2019 Posted 8:32 am

“These are what I call catnip nipnips,” Mrs. Hale said. “My own recipe. Let’s see if Queenie likes them.”

We were in the library, sitting at Mrs. Hale’s desk – Mrs. Hale in the big chair, Harmony in the little chair, and me actually on the desk. Mrs. Hale took out a baggie and from it produced a small tubular treat, about the size of a Cheeto, but far more interesting. She laid it on the desk.

All eyes were then on me. Catnip. I smelled it right away, of course, and the impulsive side of me was suddenly the only side. Normally, as I’m sure you know by now, I’m the dignified type, delicate in my responses, the very farthest thing from greedy. And the truth is I prefer to eat in private. I suppose I could have taken my catnip nipnip – what a fine name! – under the desk but by the time that thought came to me it was all gone.

—   from RUFF VS. FLUFF (the 1st Queenie and Arthur mystery, coming March 26 and now available for preorder).

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