With the recent release of NIGHT THUNDER’S BRIDE in ebook format, I thought it would be nice to tell you a little bit about that book and if you will bear with me, about my cat, Midnight.
Here are both covers of the book, the new one to the left and the old one to the right. Now it used to be (when there were so many bookstores to tour) that I would tour with each and every book. Here’s a link to the tour page at that time, which was 1999. http://www.novels-by-karenkay.com/Tour99/index.htm It was on this tour that my brother in law discovered a black kitten who was begging for food at a convenience store. The cat didn’t belong to anyone and so my brother in law brought the cat home to my husband and myself. Now, here I was with a book called NIGHT THUNDER’S BRIDE, and here was a black cat, and so we named him Midnight Thunder — or Midnight for short.
Off to the left here is a picture of Midnight as a small kitten. Isn’t he cute? I was touring all through the state of Montana and I believe my brother in law had found the kitten in Wyoming or something like that. But he gave him to my husband and myself to bring home with us. Now as I sit here writing this. I am out of town at the moment, and away from home, and Midnight has gone missing as of Saturday evening. Thus, because of the book being released at the same time, I thought I’d reminisce about this wonderful being, Midnight.
Midnight was (hopefully is) a social cat. He loves people and no matter where we have lived, our neighbors might not know us, but they’ve always known Midnight. He’d been shot as a kitten by some mean-spirited person and so my husband and I were really glad to give him a home. He turned out to be the heart of the family — no matter what new cat we brought home (and there have been many), Midnight has always been there to welcome them. When all the other cats would ignore the newcomer, Midnight has always been there to be a friend.
He was potty trained from the beginning, by the way– always a plus. Once we had a neighbor who took it into his mind to shoot him with a pellet gun. Broke his leg. That neighbor also paid the vet bill on that one. And so Midnight continued to make friends in the neighborhood.
Now, my Lakota Godson once said that Midnight was once a dog, and Midnight has many “dog traits.” One of them is that he will always come to you when you call his name — very un-catlike. While other cats might be stand-offish, Midnight has always been there to be a friend. So much is he a part of our family, I have almost taken him for granted, I think and it wasn’t until I needed pictures of him that I realized I have very few photographs of him.
Anyway, he has gone missing and if you are of a mind to do it, I would really appreciate some prayers. We don’t know what has happened to him. We — I should say my husband and friends because I’m out of town — have scoured the neighborhood for him, we’ve put up posters, and my husband and friends have been calling non-stop for him. Something has happened to him, we just don’t know what. Tomorrow we’ll go to the animal shelters to see if someone has turned him in as a stray. Can you hear my pain?