P.S. Your Cat Is Dead Endoscopic view of flowing red blood cells in a vein, illustration In the early 1970s, I read P.S. Your Cat Is Dead, a novel by James Kirkwood, Jr. This is what I remember: A man, who has had a horrible day, including being dumped by his girlfriend on New Year’s Eve, comes home to find a burglar in his home. He reacts with fury, attacks the burglar, and ties him to a table. Then, as if the man’s day hadn’t been bad enough, the burglar tells him that his cat is dead.
P.S. Your Cat Is Dead
P.S. Your Cat Is Dead
P.S. Your Cat Is Dead
P.S. Your Cat Is Dead Endoscopic view of flowing red blood cells in a vein, illustration In the early 1970s, I read P.S. Your Cat Is Dead, a novel by James Kirkwood, Jr. This is what I remember: A man, who has had a horrible day, including being dumped by his girlfriend on New Year’s Eve, comes home to find a burglar in his home. He reacts with fury, attacks the burglar, and ties him to a table. Then, as if the man’s day hadn’t been bad enough, the burglar tells him that his cat is dead.