Where’s Kahn?””In bed. You don’t mind if I pet your little pink kitty? Do you?” I chuckled, “You mean my HOT DIGGITY DOG.

Calico KittyMy calico kittywas painted and primedshe could prowlthe night away ~without spending a dime…

I knew you had it in you, kitty.”(Venom & Sorrow)

Writing started out as a kind of therapy for me. I was bullied mercilessly in high school, and I lived vicariously through Kitty. She was everything I wanted to be; strong, smart, witty, and above...