Being able to walk through walls or disappear weren't the only skills my cats had. They seemed to have an uncanny ability to, well, solve crime. They were like two small, furry Sherlock Holmeses.

Then I laughed because here I was having a conversation with a cat about having a conversation with a cat.

You do see that I have a gun and all you have is a cat, don't you?

No one seemed surprised that Ruby could get Owen and Hercules to pose for her even though cats didn't exactly have a reputation for doing what you wanted them to do when you wanted them to do it - or even doing it at all.

Owen suddenly appeared in front of me. "Why is it you understand the word 'pizza' but you don't understand the words 'stay here'? I asked. He gave me a blank, unblinking look. It's hard to win an argument with a cat.