Kitkat’s Story

When my son Chip (Christopher) was 12 years old I decided he needed a cat.  Really, he didn’t, but I was going through chemotherapy, finishing up a long divorce, selling our home, had just buried my mother four months earlier, and was moving halfway across the country…you know, in case I died so that the boys would have family to take care of them and my estate.  At the time I had two businesses I ran worth over one million dollars, two homes, two cars, two dogs, four cats, and two little boys.  It was a lot to handle.  So, Chip needed (wanted) a cat.2011-02-09 21.17.14

My boys and I were longtime fans of the TV show ‘Charmed’ and Chip wanted a Siamese cat. Kit_Second Yes, I knew they can jump great distances.  Yes, I knew they could be yowly.  Yes, I knew what a pain in the @$$ they could be, but I thought, with everything in my life in chaos, why not?

One day, the local shelter had cats at the local pet supply house in Morro Bay.  None of the cats were Siamese and Chip had his heart set on one.  We drove about thirty miles to Atascadero to a no-kill shelter because the people with the animals said there was probably a Siamese cat or kitten there.

This no-kill shelter was amazing.  Someone had donated an A-frame house and it had rooms full of cats and kittens. A-frame-house-designrulz-14  Upstairs was just for the kittens.  On the desk as you walked in was a big old tom cat that simply wanted a little petting (not too much) and to be left alone.  But, he was probably one of the largest Siamese seal-points I had EVER seen.  I was in love.  Chip, not so much.  He wanted a KITTEN!  He had his heart set on one, and I, sap that I was, was too weak to argue.  So, up the steps we trudged to see these kittens.  There must have been over three dozen kittens, of various breeds, shapes and sizes running free and socializing in this room.  We sat down in the middle and the boys began to play.  It was hilarious to watch a bouncy ball go shooting around with all these kittens chasing, leaping, and jumping after it.  Some were too cool to care.  Some watched intently but didn’t join in.  There were a couple of kittens that sort of looked like Siamese, but many times the dark browns of a cat like that do not show up until they grow up and mature.  Chip was not finding a Siamese and I could see he was disappointed.  We were there a while and looked at all sorts of cats. 

Out of nowhere he said he had found his kitten.  He showed me this ugly little calico cross, almost white kitten.  The mottled look on its face made it look lopsided, it cut down its little nose.  Its eyes were a startling pale blue and the pupils were RED!  Much to my dismay, he said he wanted THIS kitten.  The caretaker tried to assure me that it had ‘some’ Siamese in it.  Nuh uh, I wasn’t buying that story.  However, Chip had arguments ready and convinced me this was the one. 

They explained she (most Calico’s are female), was actually albino.  This meant they wanted to make sure that we wouldn’t let her outside and showed us a cat that had burned ears and nose from sunburn, GROSS!  I told them it would be an indoor cat.  They also wanted to make sure I got it spayed.  No problem there, I’m a firm believer in no accidents for my pets.  I did try, I really did, to convince Chip that this ugly little kitten wasn’t…oh well, they took my checks, one to pay for the adoption and one that would be cashed if I didn’t prove within a month that I had her spayed.  They put this monster, who immediately began to cry/yowl (to the best of her kitten ability-she was still LOUD), into a box and we were on our way home.

As we were driving down Hwy 101, Chip cried, “It’s trying to get out!” 

I was like, “So let it, what’s it going to do?  Run away?”  We were, after all, in an enclosed SUV, going seventy…where’s it going to go?  Turned out that’s all the scratching and clamoring kitten wanted was to get out of that box and see what was going on.  She was HAPPY to be out of the box and looking around.  I glanced in the back seat repeatedly to see her standing happy, letting both boys pet her and her tail was hung high as she proudly accepted their worshipful adoration.  I looked closely and said, “That is in NO WAY a Siamese.”  Chip wanted to argue and I said, “Look at those paws!”  They were HUGE!  Siamese are really very dainty and graceful, this monster was neither dainty and, we found later, not graceful at all, the clutz.

Once we got her home and the other cats hissed, disdained, and sniffed the new addition I began a web-search.  I found out she was indeed NOT a Siamese.  Kitkat (the name Chip TOLD me he had named her, but I really knew it was shortened to Kit after the cat on Charmed) was thrilled to meet the other cats, had no clue that Flash, our Queen-cat HATED her on sight, that spitting was not a greeting, or that the rubbing against the dog was NOT appreciated by the Golden Retriever.  IMG_0016Sophie, our Golden Retriever KNEW she couldn’t chase this pain in the ass, cat’s ruled in this household.  Kitkat discovered the six-foot cat-tree I had purchased earlier that year.  She was like, this is ALL for ME!  She would hug it with her long legs wrapped around it.  She would walk, literally walk, like velcro up the side of this tree.  She was agile, I will give her that.  I referred to her as velcro-kitty.Cat Tree

When we moved across the country back to Wisconsin, she was the first out of the kennel that we kept the four cats that would move with us (one decided to stay in CA, wouldn’t let us catch him).  Whenever we were in a hotel…and there were several, she’d be the first to come out and check out the room.  Buster and Flash, not so quick, a wee bit more cautious than Kit who was SURE everyone and everything was there FOR her.  Casper was always the last. IMG_20140517_171427

Kitkat was sure everyone loved her.  She bonded with Chip until he went to college.  She played with and tormented the much smaller Casper, who did the same back, but in a much subtler way.  Kitkat grew, and grew, and grew!  I had found on my web-search that she was an Albino Balinese/Calico cross.  You could see the Albino in the pink ears, pink nose, and red pupils!

Think Siamese, but on STEROIDS!  I measured her tail once, it alone was eighteen INCHES!  1798405_613688968703275_2012368079_nShe was all solid mass and big bones, never fat.  She had to be over twenty pounds.  She never had a clue that she was HUGE.  2011-01-27 11.23.35-1She’d rub against the dog, waking her up, and practically moving her over.  Flash never stopped spitting at her, but Kit never had a clue that it wasn’t a love-spit.  Buster, he loved everyone but he was the only male in our female-dominated zoo.  Can’t tell you how many times this huge cat tried to trip me with her huge body.

We raised gerbils for a while, and damned if Kitkat didn’t get those things when they got out.Gerbiltopia  I had crying boys on my hands from time to time as she took care of anything (gerbils) that shouldn’t be there, including flies, crickets, or anything that crawled.  That was one thing I adored about her, she got her hunting on and took care of business.  I took care of carcasses.

One by one over the years our animals grew old Flash went first at seventeen and a half.  She went blind and then awhile later her kidney’s shut down.  Buster, her brother and littermate a year later, the same way.  Sophie is gone now. 


Two years ago I returned from P-Town to find Casper a mess and took her to the vet.  Last year I almost lost Kitkat twice due to salt in her food from the grocery store, and I babied her back with wet-food.  She has gotten so she demands wet-food every day even though she wasn’t raised on it.  Since there are no other animals, humans either than me, she has gotten very demanding of me.  I can’t leave the house that she doesn’t voice her opinion of my leaving, or of my coming home.  I always thought it was just for food, but only recently realized it was her not wanting me to leave her home for too long.

Kit hated to be petted, which I did ANYway, because it annoyed her…the entire length of her big furry body, tweaking the tail, because, well, you know, it was THERE.  She only liked her ruff being rubbed, petted, and with my long nails, scratched.  She enjoyed chewing on MY nails when she got the chance.  I loved, loved, LUVED her huge paws which I would play with.  Did you know cats are ticklish on their paws?  Did you know Kitkat was never declawed and tickled back, although, not in the way I was tickling her…lol.  She was definitely a strong personality as I got to know her better over the years.  I even put up a file drawer for her at the end of my bed so she could make it up easier (and to keep her from shredding my sateen sheets with her claws), and she used it to spring up on the high bed.  She even took over ‘her’ side of my queen sized bed and I even gave her the extra pillows to shed on. 


When I got my new laptop years ago, she had to lay on it and ironically, balanced her head on the rollerball mouse. 

She never learned HOW to cuddle on her own, instead she would stand there, waiting for me to pull her in to my side so she could put her paws on my shoulder, many times forgetting to sheath the claws, and purr.  Gawd, could she purr!  She also learned this last year or so to head-butt her love of me, she still had no clue about her immense size or strength, sometimes that HURT!

I corrupted that cat after Chip went off to college, taught her to beg, much to my dismay and amusement.  IMG_20150809_104958I always thought with those pale blue eyes and vacant look that she wasn’t that bright, but really, I found out she was a brilliant cat and she made me love her, even when I thought she was ‘just’ my son’s cat.20160806_084320Once we both realized that Chip wasn’t coming home for her, she began to add me to her little quirks.  One habit she had was that she liked water.  Not deliberately mind you, but rather sneak attacks.  It all started when I had the audacity to CLOSE the bathroom door, you know, to USE it?  Paws began to appear under the door and a very determined MEOW was heard, demanding to be let in.  I learned to keep the door to the bathroom AND my bedroom OPEN at ALL times to her majesty.  Bathing, I learned that she wanted to be petted, with my wet hand, but only if she was looking AWAY…so she could ‘act’ all indignant over this ‘surprise attack’ and then lick away the excess.  Took her a long time to ‘train’ me on THAT one!  I can remember laying deep in a luxurious bath and, first cat ears, and then cat eyes came over the edge of the tub


No, this isn’t Kitkat but it was like that, only from the opposite side of the tub with her on the outside!

(cue Jaws music), before she hopped up on the side and DEMANDED that I pet her!  I learned over the years to get as much on her coat as she came back time and time again and to get it deep in the coat so she had plenty to lick off.  Strange cat!  I KNOW she laid in that tub when I wasn’t around because the drain caught all that cat hair I would find!  She definitely was ruling the roost, but I tossed her off my bed when she tried to lay on it after ‘her’ bath and was wet!

Today I had to make the hard decision that at fifteen and a half Kitkat needed to go to the vet to be put down.  I’m so going to miss that big lug, but it was time.  She’s had a good life and given me plenty of laughs (cats hate to be laughed at).

RIP KITKAT…you were loved.SSPX0016Kitkat approves this message

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How about your PR Agent sending out 500 (yes that many) press releases world-wide to tell about the great reviews for my book Veil of Silence?  Even GREATER feeling right?

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I’m a glass is half full (because you can always add vodka and other spirits) kinda person…so, I had a moment of horror over it and then I started to laugh…because the book is selling like HOTCAKES!  People are relating to it on so many levels~!  I’m getting great reviews, world WIDE (Reviews)! and….it is quite funny.

So…lessen learned…proof, proof, and even then proof some more AND laugh a bit, don’t take things so seriously, after all…it still works.  If you get a chance google K’Anne Meinal and see what comes up now, it’s hilarious….pages and pages of this typo, sigh, lol!

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on 9 July 2016
This is a fantastic book. I loved Homeland and this explored some similar themes but was from the point of view of a female soldier under such extreme circumstances, and the impact on a lesbian relationship of a woman returning home with children who are hers but not her wife’s. The pressures the two women are under are realistic and touching, and the complex plot had me reading furiously to try and find out what had really happened! This is an excellent choice even if lesfic isn’t your usual genre.
on 6 August 2016
This is a great story very different but full of love. Missing for years in Afganistan a serving American officer suddenly appears at the US embassy in a burqa and two young children in tow. The book follows her repatriation, the secrets she holds and being reacquainted with her wife & daughter. Well worth a read several times over.
on 7 August 2016
This is the first book I’ve read by this author and i think I felt every emotion whilst reading it and tears. I was unsure and a little uncomfortable if I’m honest if I wanted to read about the subject of rape within this book. But ultimately it is about strength and resilience and unconditional love. It was a well written story which pulled at my heart strings and which I couldn’t put down as I wanted to know the conclusion. I would have liked to have read more about Marsha and Heather’s reestablishing of their relationship after such a long awful time apart. Maybe a sequel for those two?
on 17 July 2016
Loved this book, very good storyline, the characters were really believable. Would love to read a follow-up. Keep up the good work.
on 9 August 2016
Great story, kept me wanting to read more well past the ending of the book. Look forward to the next one.
on 2 August 2016
loved story line kept me riveted
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on 24 July 2016
Excellent book about a subject that I know very little other than what we see on the news slots.
How on earth any human being can survive this and come back halfway sane is beyond me and I have nothing but respect for any soldier (by soldier I mean all service personnel) that puts themselves on the line for the rest of us.
Strangely, for me, the hero of this book was not the soldier, but her partner who was left behind and had to pick up the pieces of their fractured lives, anyone in that situation deserves a medal in the same way that service personnel do. Made me really appreciate how we undervalue our service men and women and has made me think long and hard about the rights and wrongs of war.
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Five years ago, Lieutenant Marsha Gagliano disappeared when her helicopter crashed in Afghanistan.  Her wife held out hope for her return, but with no word from the army after all that time, she begins to realize she may have to move on without her.

At the embassy in Kabul, a burqa-clad woman arrives at the gate with two young children in tow.  The black-haired, brown-eyed woman looks like an Afghan native, but her American accent belies this.  She identifies herself as Lieutenant Marsha Gagliano, all the while keeping a close eye out behind her as though at any moment, someone might jump out and snatch her back.

Questions arise regarding her disappearance and reappearance and the army is suspicious.  The children are obviously hers.  Has she consorted with the enemy?  How will her wife react to these children?  Will she be able to accept children she had no part in conceiving?

What is this woman hiding beneath her chador?  What secrets lie behind her veil of silence?

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Five years ago, Lieutenant Marsha Gagliano disappeared when her helicopter crashed in Afghanistan.  Her wife held out hope for her return, but with no word from the army after all that time, she begins to realize she may have to move on without her.

At the embassy in Kabul, a burqa-clad woman arrives at the gate with two young children in tow.  The black-haired, brown-eyed woman looks like an Afghan native, but her American accent belies this.  She identifies herself as Lieutenant Marsha Gagliano, all the while keeping a close eye out behind her as though at any moment, someone might jump out and snatch her back.

Questions arise regarding her disappearance and reappearance and the army is suspicious.  The children are obviously hers.  Has she consorted with the enemy?  How will her wife react to these children?  Will she be able to accept children she had no part in conceiving?

What is this woman hiding beneath her chador?  What secrets lie behind her veil of silence?

After the Con

You would think there would be a tremendous let down after the conference in Washington D.C.  Well, not for me there wasn’t because I was happily on my way up the Eastern Seaboard, up from Virginia, through Maryland, a part of Delaware, 20160710_174041Pennsylvania, New Jersey, New York, 20160710_174430into a long stretch of Connecticut and up through Rhode Island to Massachusetts to return Sue Ellen to her home near Boston.20160710_162156  Then I turned around, went back to Rhode Island and checked into a hotel not too far from the airport in Providence.  My good friend Jessica and I had a date to pal around and she got there before me.  I jumped on her bed to fully wake her up and say hello.  It’s great to have friends like that and while she got ready for work (she works nights) I collapsed into my own bed to sleep.  She woke me when she came in in the morning and we both took naps for several more hours in our own beds.

Brunch came and she showed me ‘The Hill’ in Providence where ethnic neighborhoods abounded and we met up with her mother to eat at an  Italian delicatessen.  It was so much fun!  Check out the street, they even have the Italian colors in the street stripes!  Jess was certain I was going to get hit by a car taking these pictures, lol. 20160711_12042420160711_12045220160711_132641The food was fantastic, as I expected and the company just as good!20160711_132537

All too soon I had to get going as I had a date with a woman I’d been talking to for a while and Jess and I had to stop by a florist.  I think the results were worth the effort.Flowers in Sarah's home

We had a wonderful time as the three of us went swimming, hung out, and then Jess was off as she had to work that night.  My friend and I spent days together, shopping, getting to know one another, driving around and just having a great time.  We went to those magnificent homes in Newport that are just so huge you have to wonder, why does ANYONE have such HUGE homes for their SUMMER home?  The water was breathtaking, watching the boats, and seeing the just as huge sailing yachts.  It was really lovely.

All too soon I did have to start heading home from RI to WI.  On the Massachusetts Turnpike I hit one of those semi-trailer tire remains we all see on the Interstates.  downloadThe darn thing was across the road like a speed bump and there was no avoiding it as there was traffic on both sides of me doing well over 70MPH!  At first I thought I’d missed the worst of it, but my friend, following behind me in her own vehicle saw smoke and quite a bit of debris come flying off.  I stopped at a rest stop but didn’t get out to inspect the damage, but merely to make sure my phone was plugged in to charge and she called me to make sure I was okay…I actually was, no shaking, I’d handled it very well and wasn’t shook up.  It wasn’t until I was about 30-50 miles down the road that I heard an odd sound and decided to stop again and check the damage.  Uh oh, I was missing a bit of the bumper and front panel and something was wedged under the front tire!  20160713_07531820160713_075311

Apparently, when you rent a car and call for help, you have to know where you are…I had to go into the rest stop to use the bathroom and find out WHERE exactly I was!  Oops!  Also, according to Enterprise, they can’t come out to help me or exchange the car there, the turnpike is a private roadway and has to have the state police and AAA tow involved.  It took over an hour to show up, fortunately I was on my SIXTH call to Enterprise and they listened to the exchange.  The tow truck driver ended up jacking up the car (my suggestion) instead of towing it (his idea) and kicking the lodged piece of something loose from where it was wedged (my suggestion) and then said I was good to go.  Enterprise, listening to this agreed and I was soon off and back on the road!

Took me an extra day to get there (and, as always Chicago is a nightmare) 20160713_152859but I  managed to get home in one piece…but only after I stopped to shop at one of the only TWO Trader Joe’s in Wisconsin!20160713_170543  I just HAD to stop, also, to stretch…and pick up necessities…yes meringues, are necessities!20160713_170750…that was one, long, lonely trip and thank goodness for the excellent Nissan I rented from Enterprise (with insurance) because it was a lovely ride, despite the accident and damage.  Also, it had bluetooth technology and I spoke to friends for hours on the phone, through the radio…how cool is that?  I mean, I love gadgets but this was really something out of Star-Trek for this backwoods-living gal!  I really enjoyed this fairly new Nissan!

I knew I was in Wisconsin (FINALLY) when I saw THIS:20160713_193622

I hadn’t realized that Pokeman had become a ‘thing’ while I was gone but all the traffic signs, even the construction ones reminded people to watch the road and mentioned the dumb game!


For a trip of over 3016 miles over the course of 10 days, I had such a LOVELY time!  Hope you enjoyed hearing about my adventures.

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