I have never claimed to possess any particular musical talent. In fact I think it’s rare for a cat to stake a claim to fame based on musical ability alone (a certain Broadway musical notwithstanding). So when Harriet suggested a joint performance of cat choir and Father Reilly’s St. Theresa Choir, I didn’t exactly bubble over with excitement.

You see, St. Theresa Choir’s conductor had recently been murdered, and I was more occupied with solving this heinous crime than Harriet’s audacious plans. And then of course there was Tex and Marge Poole’s house that needed to be decorated, with Gran finding the perfect interior decorator to meet this challenge. His unorthodox methods quickly drew criticism, though, especially from Tex. And so things got a little heated, but then what else is new?

From a Whisker to a Scream