Welcome to my blog, Cherry. Thanks so much for chatting with me today. Let’s get started…
What2527s your name?
Cherry Smith
What do you look like?
I2527m in my forties, but I still look fairly young for my age. The cats keep me young. I have unruly ginger hair and freckles. I2527ve given up trying to hide them and straighten my hair.
What time period does your story take place?
Present day – year 2020.
What2527s your goal in this story?
I want a house full of cats and people. I don2527t want to be lonely anymore and I want to run a business I enjoy and that makes enough money so I can be comfortable and not count the pennies.
What conflicts are you facing?
It2527s hard starting up something new, and when the new vet in town disapproves, it2527s even more of a challenge. I can2527t help worrying about him messing up my dream.
What skill do you have that you2527re proud of? Why?
I2527m really good at looking after cats and guests. I have a nurturing soul and don2527t like to see anyone uncomfortable. I love to pamper others – maybe because I sometimes get too busy to pamper myself. I love to open up my home to people in need, especially if they2527ve suffered a broken heart.
What’s the most terrible thing that ever happened to you?
My two divorces. They were heartbreaking.
What was your dream growing up? Did you achieve that dream? If so, in what ways was it not what you expected? If you never achieved the dream, why not?
I had a dream to get married and to have a whole lot of kids. And to homeschool them or open up a cottage school and teach from home. That never happened because both my marriages ended up in divorce before I2527d gotten pregnant.
What is the best piece of advice you ever received?
Mmmmh, that comes up in the book from an unusual source. It2527s something about love, but I shan2527t tell you. I don2527t want to spoil the surprise.
What2527s your quirkiest habit?
I love soaking in the bath and if I2527m stressed, I can bath several times a day. It makes the cats mad because they can2527t get to me. Donald or Beppi will sometimes try to climb in the bath and join me. That never ends well.
Why do you think your author chose to write about you?
She loves cats and she2527s a bit like me – a real softy.
What do you wish your author had not told others about you?
How bad I am with romance.
Cat Therapy – Sweet Romance / Women2527s
Fiction
Fiction
Blurb:
Cat Therapy is a tender and funny
women2527s fiction and romance novel about healing, love, and cats—lots of them!
women2527s fiction and romance novel about healing, love, and cats—lots of them!
Two-times divorcée Cherry Smith is
quite happy with single life. Well, a little lonely at times—until she gets
given four more cats to add to her two. When the kitten needs some shots, she
visits the new vet in town. Dr. Jeff Clark turns out to be even more handsome
than what she’s heard. But Cherry can2527t let him distract her—she2527s been burned
too many times by attractive men. Jeff makes her feel uncomfortable, especially
when he seems to disapprove of her having six cats. To pacify him, she tells
him that she2527s running a cat therapy hotel. As she ponders the lie, she
realizes what a fantastic idea it is, especially since she has to move out of
her home. With the help of her friend Delia, they set up a bed-and-breakfast
facility.
quite happy with single life. Well, a little lonely at times—until she gets
given four more cats to add to her two. When the kitten needs some shots, she
visits the new vet in town. Dr. Jeff Clark turns out to be even more handsome
than what she’s heard. But Cherry can2527t let him distract her—she2527s been burned
too many times by attractive men. Jeff makes her feel uncomfortable, especially
when he seems to disapprove of her having six cats. To pacify him, she tells
him that she2527s running a cat therapy hotel. As she ponders the lie, she
realizes what a fantastic idea it is, especially since she has to move out of
her home. With the help of her friend Delia, they set up a bed-and-breakfast
facility.
People come from far and wide to
enjoy the love of her cats, including a gentle widower named Seb, who needs
help with his grieving son. Maybe she should rather date Seb. He’d make the
perfect husband. And, much to her irritation, Jeff keeps checking up on her cat
therapy hotel. How can she get rid of him? When Cherry is swept away by the
trials and joys of her cat therapy hotel, she has to learn what she wants most
in life and the true meaning of love and friendship.
enjoy the love of her cats, including a gentle widower named Seb, who needs
help with his grieving son. Maybe she should rather date Seb. He’d make the
perfect husband. And, much to her irritation, Jeff keeps checking up on her cat
therapy hotel. How can she get rid of him? When Cherry is swept away by the
trials and joys of her cat therapy hotel, she has to learn what she wants most
in life and the true meaning of love and friendship.
Excerpt:
While waiting for the doctor, she opened the carrier and
brought Beppi out. The kitten sank its claws into her shoulder. “Ouch.”
brought Beppi out. The kitten sank its claws into her shoulder. “Ouch.”
“Someone nervous?”
Cherry turned to see the face that matched the deep voice.
Her mouth refused to move. Handsome just didn2527t describe Dr. Clark well enough.
No words could adequately depict the man in his blue coat, sporting
ridiculously cute dimples as he gave her a genuine smile.
Her mouth refused to move. Handsome just didn2527t describe Dr. Clark well enough.
No words could adequately depict the man in his blue coat, sporting
ridiculously cute dimples as he gave her a genuine smile.
“Did she get your tongue, too?” he teased.
She cleared her throat, partly to warn herself not to be
sucked in, but mostly to let him know she wasn2527t some stupid, fawning, single
woman anxious to scoop up the new man in town before anyone else got him. She
was beyond that now—independent and determined to make a life for herself, and
her cats.
sucked in, but mostly to let him know she wasn2527t some stupid, fawning, single
woman anxious to scoop up the new man in town before anyone else got him. She
was beyond that now—independent and determined to make a life for herself, and
her cats.
“My kitten, Beppi, needs her shots, please.”
He moved behind the cool, shiny metal of his treatment table
and reached his arms out for Beppi. “Hasn2527t she had any yet?”
and reached his arms out for Beppi. “Hasn2527t she had any yet?”
“No.” Cherry shook her head and handed Beppi to him. The
gentleness with which he took the cat unnerved her. The cat yowled a little,
then settled in his arms. He gave Beppi a quick stroke.
gentleness with which he took the cat unnerved her. The cat yowled a little,
then settled in his arms. He gave Beppi a quick stroke.
“Aren2527t you a spitfire and a sweet thing all rolled up into
one?”
one?”
Something hot and warm settled in the middle of her gut and
radiated toward her heart.
radiated toward her heart.
Maybe the stress of losing her home had made her vulnerable
to a nice man. She shook her head.
to a nice man. She shook her head.
“She2527s not?” he asked, surprised.
“Oh no. Of course she is. She2527s gorgeous. She sleeps by my
head at night.” Why did her face heat? Why couldn2527t she act like a normal
forty-two-year old—mature and beyond that sinking ability to develop strong and
irrational crushes? “Well, it2527s only been one night. She2527s new. Eddie and
Maureen gave her to me. And Maisy, and Blog, and Donald. Donald2527s very quiet.
He hid in my shoe cupboard the whole day. Maisy follows me wherever I go and
Blog stalks Spotty, my dog. Something about the tail…”
head at night.” Why did her face heat? Why couldn2527t she act like a normal
forty-two-year old—mature and beyond that sinking ability to develop strong and
irrational crushes? “Well, it2527s only been one night. She2527s new. Eddie and
Maureen gave her to me. And Maisy, and Blog, and Donald. Donald2527s very quiet.
He hid in my shoe cupboard the whole day. Maisy follows me wherever I go and
Blog stalks Spotty, my dog. Something about the tail…”
He gave her a gentle smile, causing the impish dimples to
deepen. They should be banned, really. Plastic surgeons the country over should
be hired by the government to eradicate all traces of them in single men. They
wiped away all sensible thought.
deepen. They should be banned, really. Plastic surgeons the country over should
be hired by the government to eradicate all traces of them in single men. They
wiped away all sensible thought.
He placed Beppi down and within minutes, had administered
all the necessary shots. As he handed her back and Cherry placed her back in
the carrier, he came around to her side. “You sure you can handle so many
cats?” he asked, a frown etching his brow. Despite the gentleness of his voice,
she sensed a guardedness in him.
all the necessary shots. As he handed her back and Cherry placed her back in
the carrier, he came around to her side. “You sure you can handle so many
cats?” he asked, a frown etching his brow. Despite the gentleness of his voice,
she sensed a guardedness in him.
“Of course I can,” she said, but his eyes revealed his
disagreement with her statement.
disagreement with her statement.
“Unless you2527re running a special shelter, maybe you should
look at blessing some people with pets.”
look at blessing some people with pets.”
Something in her crumbled. He wasn2527t so dreamy, after all.
The guy didn2527t think she could handle six cats. Oh well, she2527d show him.
The guy didn2527t think she could handle six cats. Oh well, she2527d show him.
“I am running a shelter.”
“You are?” He looked skeptical.
I am?
“Maisy has special healing properties. And Toad, well, he2527s
always picked up on when someone2527s down. Even though he doesn2527t sleep on my bed
at night, he2527ll come to me when I2527m feeling down. And he scampers up to whoever
else comes to visit who2527s not happy inside. Sometimes, the person can be faking
it really well with a smile and a jovial greeting, but as soon as Toad comes up
to them, I know straight away that they2527re hiding pain inside of them.”
always picked up on when someone2527s down. Even though he doesn2527t sleep on my bed
at night, he2527ll come to me when I2527m feeling down. And he scampers up to whoever
else comes to visit who2527s not happy inside. Sometimes, the person can be faking
it really well with a smile and a jovial greeting, but as soon as Toad comes up
to them, I know straight away that they2527re hiding pain inside of them.”
“I2527m not getting you. You2527re running a shelter for abandoned
cats?”
cats?”
“Oh no. It2527s cat therapy. Haven2527t you heard of it?”
He narrowed his eyes at her. The dimples disappeared. Maybe
a good thing. “Cat therapy?”
a good thing. “Cat therapy?”
“Yes, people can come to me for healing. Well, not to me. To
my home. They will spend time with the cats and find peace and emotional
healing. You2527ve heard about horse therapy? Well, this is cat therapy.” Her head
spun with the realization of what she2527d just said. Where had the idea come from
and why was she lying so badly? She2527d always been scrupulously honest around
her friends and even strangers. Now, this ridiculously handsome vet had reduced
her to a deceitful woman. She needed to get far away. He was bad for her. She
edged toward the door, carrier in hand.
my home. They will spend time with the cats and find peace and emotional
healing. You2527ve heard about horse therapy? Well, this is cat therapy.” Her head
spun with the realization of what she2527d just said. Where had the idea come from
and why was she lying so badly? She2527d always been scrupulously honest around
her friends and even strangers. Now, this ridiculously handsome vet had reduced
her to a deceitful woman. She needed to get far away. He was bad for her. She
edged toward the door, carrier in hand.
Author
Bio
Bio
Kathy Bosman is a sassy, single,
homeschooling mom, who lives in Durban, South Africa. For her day job, she gets
to read and edit amazing stories. At night and in her spare time, she loves
writing, reading, crafts, dancing, delving in the world of mystical
spirituality, and spending time with family and friends. She writes mostly
romance, but loves to sprinkle a little bit of magic into her stories at times
too.
homeschooling mom, who lives in Durban, South Africa. For her day job, she gets
to read and edit amazing stories. At night and in her spare time, she loves
writing, reading, crafts, dancing, delving in the world of mystical
spirituality, and spending time with family and friends. She writes mostly
romance, but loves to sprinkle a little bit of magic into her stories at times
too.
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