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Brenda: The Crazy Cat Lady

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  • Female
  • Original
  • Comedy
  • Supernatural
  • Slice-Of-Life
  • Modern
  • Person Next Door
  • Human
  • shopkeeper
  • Fantasy

Name: Brenda Weller

Height: 5’6”

Age: 42

Hair: long straight auburn almost brown, long bangs and is worn in a high half-bun ponytail at crown of her head.

Eyes: a soft mossy green

Features: heart-shaped face, the faintest dimple when she smiles, cupids bow lips, honey-toned complexion, bit of a middle-aged spread typical for her age, small belly and thick arms and thighs though she is proud to have avoided cankles now that she’s over 40, a faded filigree Celtic design tattooed on the front of her right shoulder to upper arm.

Personality: energetic, amiable, self-indulgent, business-minded, charitable, polite but can be snide with a backhanded compliment now and again, most of her kindness goes more toward pets and small creatures than toward people, lucid dreamer, assertive, independent, self-reliant and expects everyone else should be also, sensible yet imaginative.

Likes: house cats, unusual pets, abnormally unusual cats, being childfree, being single, her morning routine, owning her own business, running the local animal shelter, when she’s able to treat herself to self-care or a visit to the local salon or nail spa, etc., reading murder mysteries and detective novels, springtime, herbal teas, taking walks around town and occasionally in the surrounding woods.

Hates: animal cruelty, irresponsible pet owners, chipping a nail, being late, procrastinators, lateness in general, oversleeping, rudeness.

Clothing: stylish and contemporary women’s fashion, casual blouses and tops of soft fabrics, sleek skirts and slacks, stylish flats or wedge shoes.

Backstory: Grew up in Flagstaff Arizona to a well to do family, went to college for a business degree at a small private university in Massachusetts and first set foot in Gossamer Grove while on a long weekend camping trip with her dormmates when she was a young college student. It had been Fall in the height of leaf-peeping season and she was instantly enchanted by the town, even though it had only been a quick stop to eat lunch at the diner on the way to New Hampshire. A few years after she graduated college, she returned to Gossamer Grove to open a small pet supply shop that she named ‘A Beastly Boutique’ that offers pet food and supplies for both household pets and a few items and supplies requested by the local farmers. About ten years ago the town’s dog pound shut down, and to fill the void she started a small animal shelter by converting the old barn behind the little farmhouse she lives in just over a mile away from the shop. The shop counter always has a small donation jar for the shelter.

Notes: Over the course of the past five years, she has run across a few very odd cats. The first one she found while it was mewling in distress stuck under a washed-out corner of the barn-turned-shelter’s floor. An undersized brown tabby cat with raccoon paws. The second showed up scrambling on the woodpile outside her back door during a thunderstorm. It had odd tufts on its ears and tail almost like feathers and had the same front paws as the first odd cat. There have been a few more that she has seen but have not been able to coax to come out of the woods or other odd places they have turned up. Some even seemed to have squirrely faces and ratty tails with odd growths. Most recently she has come across one she could have sworn had wings. After a few weeks of leaving cat food and other treats out for it in the field near the barn shelter, she has recently managed to coax it to let her pick it up and bring it inside. She named it Chirpers.

Chirpers is an unknown species of wild critter of unknown origin that is basically a house cat with a vaguely squirrel-like face, raccoon paws and soft velvety bat wings. Chirpers accepts cat food and cat treats from Brenda and allows Brenda to pick it up even tolerates Brenda petting it. It may or may not be from another dimension, or a demonic imp, or a witch's familiar. Speculation around town abounds, though no one seems overly or even adequately alarmed, just intrigued or unsettled to varying degrees depending on the person.

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