Kait Leonard
Kait Leonard

Kait Leonard, Ph.D., holds graduate degrees in literature and psychology. She shares her home with five parrots and her American bulldog, Seeger. Her writing interests include psychology, holistic wellness for both people and animals, and whatever human interest topics cross her path.

Back in the Day

I was raised by my Depression-era grandparents who grew up in very large, very poor families. As a child, I sat beside my grandmother in front of the fireplace, my grandfather across…

Aycil Yeltan—The Artist and the Art

Aycil Yeltan’s second short film, Topanga, the story of a hearing-impaired, homeless woman and her journey to find a life purpose through her art, is currently screening in festivals and raking in…

Walking Around Skid Row, Searching for Answers

Tents, lean-tos, off-leash dogs, rats, and mounds of trash line many of the streets of Los Angeles. These areas can look more like sets out of some dystopian movie than like communities…

I Fell in Love on Skid Row

I walked along a side street in the downtown neighborhood known as Skid Row. Tents and lean-tos lined the sidewalk, so as much as possible, I kept to the middle of the…

Should Old Acquaintance Be Forgot?

Every year I go out on New Year’s Eve, and wherever I go, I’m sure to end up singing the scattered lines I know of “Auld Lang Syne”. In my off-key best,…

Holiday Gifts in a Post-Santa Family

There are no longer any children in my immediate family. No bouncing babes to scream as they sit on some creepy Santa’s knee. No toddlers pulling over the adorned tree, as they…

‘Tis the Season for a Brand New Fur Baby…Maybe

Parents tiptoe into the bedroom where their child sleeps toasty warm. With secret agent stealth they place a bow-bedecked basket on the bed and step back. Instantly, the fur ball jumps out,…

The Holiday Season and Actual Family

October rolled through bringing us our beloved pumpkin-spice lattes as well as the roller coaster ride we call the holiday season. The plastic jack-o-lanterns that so recently cluttered store shelves have already…

Swingers Have More Fun…and Better Brains

“My brain can’t think of all these body parts at one time! I need to get rid of my arms,” I complained. My dance teacher, Ashley Perretta, made that here-we-go-again face, and…