This is one of the pieces I read at Beastcrawl. Long story short, I used to work the Mystery section of a used bookstore.
Robot Vampire Cat Ethnic BDSM LGBT Romance Cake With Fruit Mystery
Certainly Pickles the kitty could solve the murder of the pretty lesbian dominatrix stabbed and suffocated face-down in cake–a strawberry Charlotte–if she wished it, but most of Pickles’ needs were met since her robotic parts required blood, and blood was everywhere at the shanty in the barrio she had been carried to from atop her corporate temple. In the din of pleas of the victim’s crying butch girlfriend dressed in a leather harness, Pickles mused the real mystery, her real need, as she licked the vic’s blood off her chromed forepaw, where can a sista find true love?