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The Staff

We're on equal "pawing"  here at Diva Crochet & Knitting, but Diva rules the roost! Every artist needs their muse, and Diva is very "a-muse-ing"!

Diva, Muse Extraordinaire

Diva is a beautiful 15 year old, black, short-hair domestic feline with two white knees. Don't ask. She's not happy about it. She's a reluctant model, though tolerates the camera if promised salmon and a good brushing, in no particular order. Her favorite activities include yarn, sleep, food, & love. To this day, she rules the roost. She likes it if you acknowledge that she is the queen.

E-mail: diva@divacrochet.com

Melanie Mays, Owner

Melanie started Diva Crochet & Knitting in 2001 in NYC. She belongs to AEA, SAG, AFTRA & AGVA as an actress, model, singer, dancer and instrumentalist. You may have seen her on Hallmark Cards, Law & Order, and numerous tours and regional musicals.

Nancy Clark, Craft Designer

Nancy is a freelance designer, specializing in handmade crafts. She designs Hook Minders. Nancy is a member of the Tallahassee Crochet Guild. She crochets and is a busy mom to almost 3-year old son, Jay.

Hobo

Hobo (aka Carmel) adopted us last spring. He's our 5 year old, outdoor cat. He loves to eat, eat, and eat. He's very affectionate. He was an abandoned kitty, but found us and now gets lots of food and love. Hobo has used up several of his nine lives. Just recently, we learned about his "past". He used to have a tail, and now has to live outside because of his "condition" since we can't talk him into wearing diapers. Naturally, Hobo will sit on your lap for hours, but he knows to wait for the training pads before he jumps up! He's our cinnamon-colored, sweet, slightly smelly, happy-go-lucky boy!

E-mail: info@divacrochet.com

Rascal

Rascal, otherwise know as Rascally Rabbit is about 3 years old. She was found living under the Bait' n Tackle shop next to a busy intersection. After trapping her for 8 hours, she finally agreed to come home with us. Love and food won out. We learned that she has leukemia. So far, she's fine. We'll keep her loved and fed and hopefully, she'll never show symptoms. Once tiny, Rascal is now a very large, long haired, black cat with a star-burst of white on her chest and tummy. She loves to play fetch with her small, furry mice; torment Diva; love all the cats to death and tangle any yarn we happen to leave out. She is our clown!

About 6 months ago, Big Boy Kitty Kitty, an orange and white tabby with white socks on his front feet and long white stockings on his back feet,  showed up at our back door. Now, I know that calling him BBKK is the same as him calling me Medium Woman. But it's all he'll answer to. He has AIDS, but at this point, he's in good health. Anyway, he could feel the cat love and decided to stay. BBKK is a gentle soul. He gives love nips, starting at the ankle, gently working his way up and plays very sweetly with the other cats, though he could hurt if he wanted to. BBKK is the elder statesman of the house, around 8 years old.

UPDATE: Apparently, we share stray cats with our neighbors around the corner. Hobo, BBKK and Hal all hail from the same house. However, the boyz left that home, invited each other to live in my backyard and decided to stay. Sadly, we just found out that BBKK is really "Charmie". So, after 6 months, Charmie went home with 8 year old Alex. Hopefully, he'll make a prison break and visit. They decided to leave us Hobo (aka Carmel) and Hal (aka Flea), probably due to Hobo's smell factor and Hal's ferocity. Plus, Hal really is feral. But we love them! I'll miss BBKK!  Which brings us to...

And then came, Hal. Or Howl. Either fits. Hal, because it's short for Halloween Cat. Hal is solid black, lean muscle, with jaws like a pitt bull. He has orange, beady eyes.  Or Howl because he howls for me at the window to come outside  and sit with him. Hal remains an outdoor cat because he hasn't been neutered. I can't pick him up to get him to the vet. He would claw me up one side and down another. Oddly, in his own way, he's very affectionate. But one second he's wanting to be loved and petted. The next, he's biting or grabbing with his knife-like claws and it's quite painful. He doesn't know how to bite affectionately without drawing blood. I was a little afraid of Hal, at first. I really think that Hobo invited BBKK and Hal to our cat herd. Thinking that Hal would eventually wander off, I just fed him because I can't stand to see an animal suffer from hunger. And he was so scarred from all of the fighting. Well, he lives here now, but under the house or on the back porch, or he sits on our roof with his pal, Hobo. Most of his scars have healed. Eventually, I'll get him to the vet if I can trap him. And Hal brought us...

Tuffy! Tuffy is an adorable brown, black and grey tiger. He has polka dots on his tummy, black eye liner, black rings around his neck, and a perfect black "eight" on his right shoulder. One day, I looked outside at Hal's bowl and saw a skinny, tiger kitten, eating the remnants of Hal's breakfast. He was so tiny, he could fit all 4 feet into the bowl. After coaxing him for 2 weeks,  I won him over with food, then finally affection. Tuffy is now part of the inside cat herd. He's our bouncing, baby boy, approximately 7 months old. He runs and plays and leaps and eats everyone's food (and they let him). All of the older cats adore him! Reesi cleans him; Rascal plays and sits on him; BBKK holds him down with one paw; Diva just hisses; and Hobo is a little wary but will greet him affectionately. We think he belonged to Hal. After I'd feed Hal, Hal  would call under the house and Tuffy would appear to eat. Hal  would greet him, nose to nose, then leave while Tuffy fended for himself, which is how he got his name. Tuffy is sweet. He gives kisses. He's mischievous. He's funny. He loves to watch the YouTube cat play piano. And he keeps us all on our toes. Especially the ones he dearly loves to nibble on at night while we try to sleep.