Category Archives: young adult

What’s the stupidest place your cat’s ever crawled into?

I swore I would not turn this site into a general site about cats, but Flora, the part-Bengal successor to Floozie, on whom The Last Free Cat was based, does I think deserve international recognition for her ability to crawl into the smallest and most unsuitable places.20161128_161429

My pitch for The Last Free Cat dystopian YA movie

I’ve lost count of the number of people who have said that The Last Free Cat would make a great movie. And whereas so many teenage dystopias actually evoke a  conservative and despairing view of the world, The Last Free Cat radically questions our current world order and finds a real source of hope.

In Hollywood, they say, you must be able to pitch your idea for a film in two sentences.  So here are two sentences which describe The Last Free Cat:

In a world where cats are marketed like Rolexes, it is strictly illegal to own a stray.  Law-abiding teenager Jade finds an unregistered cat in her garden, falls in love with it, and ends up on a flight  from the authorities which radically changes the way she looks at the world.

There is, of course, much more to the story than two sentences can convey: importantly, it’s also about a human relationship and has been chosen by Books For Keeps as one of its top ten teen romances.

Given its political significance, The Last Free Cat is predictably a story which divides opinion, but a brief read through the reviews on Goodreads confirms that it is a book with a huge impact on its fans. In 2013 it was selected by the ILA as one of the top thirty YA books published in the US.  As a film it could maybe be an award-winner?

Swimmer kitten syndrome: our splay-legged sweetie

Fireboy taped

Fireboy taped

I never intended this site to be used for the general discussion of cats, but Flora’s litter (discussed below) included a disabled kitten, and I thought it would be useful to share our experience.

As soon as the kittens began to walk it was clear there was something wrong with Fireboy, the little black-and-white one (named after his dad, Fireman, who he so closely resembled). Unlike the other kittens, Fireboy could not seem to get his back legs up. He dragged them around rather like a frog’s: they seemed weak and undeveloped. We considered taking him to the vet, but with the cost of consultations so high, checked out the web first. There we came across the condition known as Swimmer Kitten Syndrome, whose symptoms closely matched Fireboy’s. According to some articles, vets had recommended putting down kittens with this problem, which is probably caused by a lack of space in the womb. However, some cat owners claimed to have cured the condition either by taping the legs together or making a sling with which to hold up the back legs. We rejected the latter idea as we did not have the time nor energy to walk around supporting the back end of a kitten all day long. However we tried the former. We bought microporous surgical tape, about 2cm wide, and I wound it around the bottom part of Fireboy’s legs, joining them together so that they were about 4cm apart – tight enough to prevent his feet from sliding outward, but loose enough for him to get about.

Needless to say, Fireboy was not keen on this at first, but he soon got used to it. With his hips now in the right position, all his running and climbing was now strengthening the muscles and teaching him correct movement. After eight days I took the tape off and hey presto! He was walking upright. His feet were still rather splayed and his haunches smaller than his siblings, but continuous exercise seems to be rectifying things. He’s a fabulous little kitten, probably the most adventurous of the bunch, and a lovely looking thing to boot. So there we go: swimmer kitten syndrome, as others have claimed, is a curable problem. Maybe if I get around to writing a sequel to The Last Free Cat, as so many have urged me, this experience could be incorporated into that fictional world.

Life goes on

kittens
There’s been nothing much to say about The Last Free Cat lately. It’s been selling steadily, particularly the e-book, and collecting excellent reviews on Amazon and Goodreads (apart from a bizarre campaign against the book from people who were disappointed when I told them that the novel had nothing to do with the abortion issue). In real life, however, we got ourselves a worthy successor to Floozie, the inspiration for The Last Free Cat. Flora is a beautiful little part-Bengal tabby, a quite unique mixture of colours with a great temperament. She came on heat on Valentines Day and gave birth under our bed just after Easter. I’ve been closely observing her four fantastic kittens ever since, partly because their development is so fascinating, partly because they just might feature in a sequel if I ever decide to write it. As you can see from the three here, they are the perfect antidote for anyone like me who does not find it easy to relax.

Feela’s song


Here’s ‘Come Home Soon’, a song I recorded a while ago, set to pictures of Floozie (RIP), the real-life inspiration for Feela.