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Goodnight, Sweet Vixen


I wasn’t supposed to like her.

I had gone to Central Dakota Humane Society looking for a calico, and there were a few. It was great fun meeting them all.

And then I was told there was one more in quarantine along with a sister and two brothers. They had been abandoned during the night at the shelter.

The calico was Patchie — You know her as Cricket these days. There was a black and white boy with an impressive overbite named Sylvester. There was a tumbly orange fella named Nipper. And lastly, there was an adorable doof with orange and white fur and a single canine tooth named Sophia.

I wasn’t supposed to like her.

As I sat on a chair inside the quarantine, Sophia came right up to me, stood up and put her front feet on my leg to check me out, purred, hopped into my lap and then hopped on my shoulder like a parrot.

And then she hopped into my heart. Continue reading

Cricket is very brand-conscious.


And always stylish.

Cricket Discovers Tchaikovsky


Cricket and Vixen doing what they do best.

Kitty Noir Excerpt with Cricket and Vixen (photoset)

“It’s going to take both of us to finally bring down El Dyson.”

“I.. I don’t know if I’m strong enough, Cricket. Remember what El Dyson did to me in Madrid?”

“Of course I remember Madrid, Vixen. I also remember you saying El Dyson must be stopped. I… I can’t do this without you.”

“Let’s do this thing. But first, a nap.”
“Of course. And then perhaps another nap.”
“Of course. For strength.”
“For strength.”