Skittles is the old girl of the house. She was born April 15, 1999. She’s my little tax deadline cat, although she’s not so little anymore. Despite being almost 18, she’s still spry and loves to run and chase things. I think having Trixie around keeps her on her toes and lively.
Skittles use to hang out at the desk with me while I wrote, so she became Editor Cat. She doesn’t do it quite as much as she used to. I think that’s because she is secretly more a fan of romance novels than fantasy, so she’s just not that in to what I’m writing.