One of the "folk wisdoms" that circulates among crime/mystery writers is this: While one may slaughter as many humans in pretty much any gory fashion one wishes, a writer will earn his/her readers' undying enmity should they presume to fictionally destroy a feline. (Dogs are only slightly less verboten...perhaps dog lovers are more sanguine?)In the title story we have an old woman, alone in the world but for her beloved felines...and she's a serial killer in the making. They say revenge is a dish best served cold—cold as death.This collection includes nine more tales—all of them Archer's seventies-era "hippy" P.I. Doug McCool short stories, collected together for the first time.