My Literary Cat
‘Sgt. Karrin Murphy, alias Murph’
“In ancient times, cats were worshipped as gods; they have not forgotten this.“
NOTE: Murph would be the most unlikely cat ever to be worshipped by anyone, anywhere. After rescuing her and her brother, Harry, almost two years ago, as kittens merely eight weeks old, Harry settled into our household and totally totally embraced his role as ruler of the roost. On the other hand, Murphy still dives under the nearest bed or couch when any human approaches her. You’d think she’d have figured out by now that we are mostly harmless and provide all the food and creature comforts she could ask for, as devoted slaves will do, but nooooo. We call her the Skittery Kittery.