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Dr. Couch Saves a Cat
Dr. Couch Saves a Cat
Dr. Couch Saves a Cat
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When a bad man with a nice cat was murdered during World War II, the police asked Dr. Franklin Couch for his assistance. Now, many years later, the old veterinarian tells his granddaughter about the investigation, which involved many cats and many clues, but just one killer.


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Release dateApr 30, 2021
ISBN9781479459063
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    Dr. Couch Saves a Cat - Nancy Pickard

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    COPYRIGHT INFORMATION

    DR. COUCH SAVES A CAT

    ABOUT THE AUTHOR

    COPYRIGHT INFORMATION

    Copyright © 1997 by Nancy Pickard.

    Originally published in Cat Crimes for the Holidays.

    Published by Wildside Press, LLC.

    wildsidepress.com | bcmystery.com

    DR. COUCH SAVES A CAT

    by NANCY PICKARD

    It may seem terrible, the old veterinarian admitted to his granddaughter, that I was so worried about a cat when there was a person who had just passed on. But it was an awfully nice cat, and the human being wasn’t much to brag about, I’m sorry to say.

    Tell me about the cat, Grandpa.

    A child after my own heart.

    The old man smiled at the ten-year-old, whose hair was the same shade of shiny walnut that his had been seventy years ago, and who was a string bean as he had been in his youth, and who had also inherited his unusual shade of light brown eyes. Her name was Frances—which she hated, except for the fact that she was named after him—and so she went by Frankie. His name was Franklin Couch. Everybody except the child—even his own daughters, sometimes—called him Dr. Frank. He was a formal sort of man with most people, a trait he deeply regretted when he gauged the emotional distance between him and his daughters. With animals and small children, however, he was magic. Butterflies landed on him. Shy little house spiders climbed down walls until

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