Felix the Railway Cat

screenshot-13443On the first anniversary of its release Felix the Railway Cat has raised over $48,000 for Prostate Cancer UK. A remarkable cat indeed.

Available from Amazon in Kindle, hardcover, and paperback.

“When Felix arrived at Yorkshire’s Huddersfield Train Station as an eight-week-old kitten, no one knew just how important this little ball of fluff would become. Although she has a vital job to do as ‘Senior Pest Controller’, Felix is much more than just an employee of TransPennine Express. Felix changes lives in surprising ways.
She is always ready to leap into action and save the day: from bringing a boy with autism out of his shell to providing comfort to a runaway child shivering on the platform one night. So when tragedy hits the team at Huddersfield, it is only Felix who can pull them back together.
But a chance friendship with a commuter that she waits for her on the platform every morning finally gives Felix the recognition she deserves, catapulting her to international stardom . . .” Amazon




2001(?)- January 26, 2018

Friend, son, brother

At the end you couldn’t recognize anyone or anything and thought yourself alone, but you weren’t alone and you were loved. Sweet dreams, sweet boy.


Diego died  of complications from diabetes, it was an ugly end to a beautiful life, we had 4 yrs together after he was diagnosed.  I don’t usually solicit for a charity or non-profit but here is a link to one I support, Diabetic Cats In Need. They try to give every diabetic cat the best life they can.



Felix the Railway Cat- Pre-order Now

screenshot-13443“Full of funny and heartwarming stories, Felix The Railway Cat is the remarkable tale of a close-knit community and its amazing bond with a very special cat.

When Felix arrived at Huddersfield Railway Station as an eight-week-old kitten, no one knew just how important this little ball of fluff would become. Although she has a vital job to do as ‘Senior Pest Controller’, Felix is much more than just an employee of TransPennine Express. For her colleagues 7. and the station’s commuters, Felix has changed their lives in surprising ways.

Felix seems to have a remarkable ability to save the day time and again: from bringing a boy with autism out of his shell to providing comfort to a runaway child shivering on the platform one night. So when tragedy hits the team at Huddersfield, they rely on Felix to pull them together again. But it’s a chance friendship with a commuter that she waits for on the platform every morning that finally gives Felix the recognition she deserves, catapulting her to international stardom…

Royalties from the sale of this book will be donated to Prostate Cancer UK (registered charity 1005541, SC039332).” -Amazon

Available February 23, 2017. Available for pre-order now on Amazon for U.S. readers in ebook only. Want a tree book? The Book Depository has free shipping and pre-order available now.

Find Felix on Facebook here and on Twitter here.



Domestic Violence and My Cat Kyle

The furballs found a GFM to shed some fur over.

“My cat Kyle witnessed a MURDER… a domestic violence  (DV) incident between his former humans that ended fataly.”  My Cat Kyle is raising money to support and educate DV shelters that want to co-shelter women and their pets. Pets are not immune from the physical damage caused by a domestic abuser.


This is My Cat Kyle. This is the link to his  GoFundMe.

Rare Disease Day: Behcet’s Disease, Awareness & Knowledge.

This is reblogged from Book Frivolity.

This is not really book related, this is me related. It’s a cause incredibly important, and personal to me, so I thought I’d share it here. Kind of reluctantly actually, the whole idea of being so personal scares the bejeezus out of me, and I’ve mulled over whether to do this for days.. But here goes nothing.. 


So, today is Rare Disease Day.


And, I’ve just lost 95% of people’s attention.


Fair enough. I can’t dress a rare disease in funtastic cosplay for a selfie, I can’t turn it into a ripping fantasy novel plot line, I can’t make it into a hilarious Deadpool meme.


And, what does a rare disease matter? It’s rare, right?! You’ll probably never need to address it, it will probably never affect you directly, nor will you know somebody that has one. But you do. You know me. And I have a rare disease.


I have Parenchymal Neurological Behcet’s Disease, which is a subset of Behcet’s Disease proper. According to statistics, of the 24 million people in Australia, I am approximately only one of 116 in this country to be graced with it. So, I’m rare, bitches.


Let me tell you, I’m not fond of it. We aren’t having a hell of a good time together. It’s meaner than the popular clique in high school; except I don’t get to leave this disease, and recreate myself in post-raredisease college.. Because it’s incurable.


What I can do, is make people aware it exists. I can put some lights around it, spark em up, and let the world know “We Are Here” with big flashing strobes. We might be rare, but we will not be invisible.


If you’ve made it this far, you might be wondering what Parenchymal Neuro-Behcet’s disease actually is! I appreciate your curiosity, thank you!


Here’s the run down in technical terms from the all wise Wikipedia (or, you may check out the useful meme provided in the post for the tl;dr version) :


Behçet’s disease is recognized as a disease that cause inflammatory perivasculitis, inflammation of the tissue around a blood or lymph vessel, in practically any tissue in the body.


P-NBD main symptom is meningoencephalitis which happens in ~75 % of NBD patients. Other general symptoms of Behcet’s disease are also present among parenchymal NBD patients such as fever, headache, genital ulcers, genital scars, and skin lesions. When the brainstem is affected, ophthalmoparesis, cranial neuropathy, and cerebellar or pyramidal dysfunction may be observed. Cerebral hemispheric involvement may result in encephalopathy, hemiparesis, hemisensory loss, seizures, dysphasia, and mental changes including cognitive dysfunction and psychosis. As for the spinal cord involvement, pyramidal signs in the limbs, sensory level dysfunction, and, commonly, sphincter dysfunction may be observed.

Some of the symptoms are less common such as stroke (1.5%), epilepsy (2.2-5 %),brain tumor, movement disorder, acute meningeal syndrome, and optic neuropathy



So, yup. It’s all about the funz! Everyone loves a bit of Sphincter Dysfunction! Woot (or poot)! The basic gist, is that my blood vessels can become inflamed at any time, anywhere in my body. My body, actually hates itself enough to try and internally combust, without asking my permission first. Bad Rover! For me, Behcet’s likes to stick around in my cranial region, cartilage in my joints (chondritis) and GI system; but occasionally it likes to travel to new and exciting locations! It’s full of wanderlust! Others with Behcet’s, can have different problematic areas, but it can attack anywhere blood travels in the body. So, my toenails are safe-ish.


I’m lucky enough to be on a medication that controls the mouth and genital ulcers. You have no idea how good it feels to be able to sit without gingerly mincing about on a seat to find a position, that doesn’t make your undercarriage feel like razor blades are jostling for position in your underwear. No really, it’s a state of bliss!


The rest of it, is still very bloody messy. My brain looks like Swiss cheese (a zombie probably wouldn’t even attack me). My motor skills are toddler-esque, my muscles don’t work respond to commands, and sometimes I just randomly fall on my arse for the heck of it. It’s taken days to write this, because my fingers have a problem with authority. The headaches, are pretty much constant, and can’t be controlled without medication that makes you as dopey as a kitten rolling in a field of catnip. If you look closely at my blog, you’ll see evidence of the times I’ve tried to write when on it. So mostly, I just put up with them. It’s a decision I’d rather not have to make, neither option is a good one. If I can walk, I use a stick. If I can’t, I use a wheelchair. It’s a kind of ‘Wheel of Misfortune’. What symptom will you spin up today?’. And, there is no proven treatment.



Hopefully, one day, people will take enough notice of the disease, that the people with money to burn, will research it thoroughly enough, so that we at least find a real treatment. Or, a cure. *sings hallelujah chorus*


Cause we don’t have one. We’re medical Guinea pigs. We are poked, prodded, and tested by doctors that are as clueless about the disease as the general public are. I don’t blame them, they can’t know everything about every disease, and when there’s no awareness, we can’t really expect much more. I am lucky enough that one of my doctors (a neurologist that realised, gee, that’s actually not MS you have there) took the time to do some real behind the scenes research (a year of it!), or I’d still be in the dark about what’s wrong with me. Probably going a little (or a lot) nuts!


So many aren’t so lucky, and so many with rare diseases are dismissed out of hand, because they don’t fit the medical mold. Many suffer needlessly for decades without a diagnoses. And when they get one, there’s usually no proven treatment.


We are given drugs that may, or may not work, but fuck me, they have some wicked side effects that need to be endured to try to find that skerrik of relief; whether they are successful at quelling the symptoms, or not.


I have 6 different – ologists. 6 specialists, and I swear they communicate in smoke signals from building to building, so much information is lost between them. But, again, it’s not completely their fault; our community isn’t set up for people that have no proven treatment for their illness. We just get pushed from specialist to specialist, looking for the best way to mask the symptoms. (I have heard there are Behcet’s centres in other countries! I hope they are serving you well!)


And this, is why Rare Disease Day exists. Because only around 400-ish of the 7000-ish (yeah 7000!) rare diseases that exist, have PROVEN TREATMENTS (are you feeling me yet?) . That is not enough. It’s just not good enough. And it’s because, the 95% of the people that tuned out at the start of this post, tuned out… If nobody listens, nobody is listening. Hello! *waves* We Are Here! If the general public doesn’t care, neither do the people who can get this shit done. Why would they, if it’s low priority to the general populace. I wouldn’t mind a cricket stadium full of people wearing Behcet’s blue, but it’s not a reality that will ever come to pass.


We don’t really want your sympathy; we don’t need inspo-porn, we don’t need clickbait AMENS!  Although your empathy is very much appreciated, what we really need is your help to spread knowledge, and awareness. A rare disease, does not suddenly make us want to lead unproductive lives, or be cut off from experiences that are taken for granted by others. Or be given quack suggestions on cures (A Quinoa and China seed diet ain’t going to cure encephalitis.. Sorry!). But that’s exactly what happens to a good proportion of us, because the real awareness just isn’t there.


What we need real, medically proven, empirically tested treatments. We want to contribute our worth, our talents, and our dreams to society. We can’t do that lying in bed with Sphincter Dysfunction (Woot Poot!) and a head full of inflamed brain tissue (a lot of this blog is actually written/spoken in that condition. It probably shows! Ha!)


Listen. Please. We Are Here. Help us get the word out that we aren’t going to lie down, and suffer. We are warriors, and a lot of us are going to cark it of old age before we see anything done to help our fellow sisters and brothers in arms. What we can do, hopefully, is help the next generation of Behcet’s warriors, and other rare disease superheroes, not have to fight so bloody hard through the jungle of medical misfortune. If we stand together, we can be noticed. By you, by the world, and by those that will be our ultimate saviors: doctors, nurses, researchers, clinicians, hospitals.



Here are some links. Please click on them, read something about it, become informed. Not just about my disease, but rare diseases in general. Donate something if you’re feeling extra generous, but the real key is knowledge. Do it, or I’ll haunt you when I die of meningoencephalitis (or being hit by a bus, whichever comes first). And I will be a roaring bitch of a poltergeist, trust me! Hope you weren’t sentimentally attached to Granny’s vase, cause it’s probably going to hit a wall when you least expect it…


American Behcet’s Disease Association


Behcet’s Syndrome Society (UK)


National Organisation for Rare Disorders


Rare Disease Day


Rare Voices Australia



I jest a lot. I try to be as light-hearted about this as possible. But, In all honesty, no jesting, THANK YOU for reading. I’m pretty sure not many got this far, so you have no idea how appreciative I am of your time.


I thank you, the Behcet’s community thanks you, and all of those with rare diseases, thanks you! You rock!


I’d kiss you, but I get tongue cramps (true, it’s a really disconcerting feeling too.. ).


Love K.

Rachel Ann Nunes Needs Our Help- April Reminder

Once a month IScreenshot (5784)‘m going to post this because this author needs our help. If we can raise $40,000+ for Jane Litte we should surely be able to raise $25,000 for Rachel Nunes.

Rachel Ann Nunes has a new attorney and is proceeding with her case against plagiarist, Tiffanie Rushton.  Trials are expensive so here is the link to her GoFundMe. Help send a message that the book community will not stand for neither the plagiarism nor the attacks Rushton directed towards Nunes after she was found out. Read the timeline here.