Kitty finding herself with nothing but a tumbledown cottage and an old grey mare to her name had little option other than to take up her dead husband's profession and became a notorious highwaywoman.

She would work only at night dressed in black with bone white face makeup. She would appear, looking like death on a huge grey horse as she launched herself into the road, blocking her victims path and shouting “Hand over yer money and yer jewels or would ye rather play at dice?” This made them so sorely afraid, that they parted with their trinkets and baubles gladly in their eagerness to avoid dicing with death.

This routine worked surprising well until one day the now very old grey mare lay down and died at the side of the road.  Fortunately for Kitty, Swillin' Billy Flynn happened upon her as she sat cross legged on top of a dead horse at the road side polishing her flintlock. He offered to share his horse with her to the next village but before they got there he had signed her up as crew. Alas, Poor Kitty made a very bad pirate - first of all she was horrified at how much water there actually was in the sea. And then there was the fact that she was supposed to spend half her life floating in the middle of it. She was a country lass after all and had never seen the sea before. and being a known as "Kitty" for her feline ways, she usually avoided water at all costs.

However she did find herself a very useful job she could do for the pirate crew. As she was one of the few who could read and write, she set up a shop called the Lavender Pillow in Mevagissey, which provided a respectable outlet for all mannner of goods (although no one actually thought of her as being respectable). On occasion, the pirates would return from their voyages with the odd bolt of silk or several yards of velvet, or maybe the odd barrel of rum or bag of spices,  a trinket here, a bauble there...... she was able to find a home for it all. This was a very lucrative trade for both her and the pirates