AVALON'S MEMOIR IS OUT!
It's the book many of you have long been waiting for: the
heartwarming true story of Avalon, my Turkish Van cat.
The book details how Avalon became a movie star, how he used special techniques to throw my dates out of the house, how he spoke a few words of French (I swear this is true), how he made a hobby out of vomiting on my guinea pig's head, and so much more.
But, most of all, Avalon is a love story. Because no matter how much of a star he was, what made his life truly special was the intense bond we shared together.
I'll be going on a book blog tour in the coming months. I will keep you updated as to where you can find us through
Avalon's Twitter and
Facebook page.
Meanwhile, don't hesitate to enter the giveaway below. There's lots of free stuff to win such as Amazon gift cards, autographed books, cat toys, and cat collars.
Here's what others have to say about Avalon:
"This amazing book left me in tears," -- Vicarious Caytastrophe
"OMG. I loved this book... Their relationship was deeper than anything I have witnessed." -- Marla Martenson, author of
Diary of a Beverly Hills Matchmaker
"This memoir about a woman and her relationship with her cat is unlike any book I've ever read before." -- Medeia Sharif, author of
Vitamins and Death and
The Attic of Sand and Secrets
"Because of her writing skills, Vanessa Morgan makes this story more encompassing than a person/pet tale. This is an expression of love, well spelled." -- Grady Harp, Top 100 Amazon reviewer
Excerpt
Ignoring the neighbors’ cats had diminished Avalon's jealousy, but with four more beings in the apartment demanding my devotion, Avalon's reality was still a far cry from his personal utopia, and new pet peeves were routinely added to his usual problem-seeking behavior.
Small changes often caused major disturbances. When we removed a DVD from the cupboard, or put a pen on the living room table that he wasn’t used to seeing there, Avalon pitched himself near the problem area and vocalized his complaints as if he was a muezzin calling to prayer. He only stopped if the space returned back to normal.
Intelligent and calculating as he was, Avalon had also developed a technique to prevent Ballon and Tigris from using his litter boxes. Each time he heard the scratch scratch scratch in the litter, he settled into attack mode behind the bathroom wall, wiggled his behind, and leapt onto the other cat as soon as it emerged, making it jump. It worked every...single... time. Proud, Avalon walked away from the crime scene with his nose pointing airwards.
Borat, our guinea pig, was initially the best one off, but ended up the most miserable. What kept him safe at first was Avalon’s fear of rodents. Cats may be considered deadly predators, killing a median of 2.4 billion birds and 12.3 billion mammals a year in the United States alone, but whenever Borat had free range inside the apartment, Avalon went in a large circle around him, avoiding him at all cost.
Eventually, Avalon ferreted out a way to make Borat twinge in distress whenever he approached. It started when I taught Avalon not to throw up on the bed and carpets. Those lessons must have been meaningful, because Avalon didn’t vomit in those places anymore. Instead he aimed for the guinea pig's head. As soon as he felt a hairball mounting, Avalon ran as fast as he could toward Borat's cage, leaned in, and puked his heart out.
Avalon's memoir is available on Amazon.com / Amazon.co.uk / Amazon.ca / Amazon.fr / Amazon.nl
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