Publisher's Synopsis
Summer 2013. One morning a tiger appears on my deck. Her origin and story are unknown. This tabby has dark, exotic markings. Her hunger and curiosity overcome her fear as I watch her throw the screen door. Keeping my distance, I watch this beautiful cat inhale the food and lap the water I put out for her. In fact, I had never seen a cat consume food so quickly, like a vacuum cleaner attacking a shag carpet. Her name was instantly obvious: Hoover. And, instead of normal cat talk, Hoover's "Meow" comes out as "Quack." This is her story.
